Heading Back Under House Arrest days 177/8

My catch up blog for the weekend. Both days were good work wise, nothing dramatic happened, everyone seemed ok with being told to adhere to standing where they should. You could see people trying it on buying more than 3 hand washes, sanitizer and loo rolls. It gets me that the people doing this are the ones complaining about others stockpiling, without realising they are part of the problem. 

I'm sorry, but those that moan about wearing a mask ( and yes we know they aren't the most comfortable piece of protection) now get "better than a ventilator" from me. I'm sorry, but its thin bit of cloth over your mouth and nose for God's sake! It's not a iron mask... 

In other news, I got home yesterday to a great gift from a good friend. They always buy me something for Halloween rather than my Birthday or Christmas, because they know how much I love it. I was thinking the other day about how it started, this love of Halloween, as most of you know my childhood wasn't the easiest because I was poorly a lot, and spent long periods in hospital. So I read excessively,  it was my escape. It where my love of vampires came about, but there was a book about an american family and the kids had this amazing Halloween party in the book. Obviously we didn't really do Halloween in England back then like we do now, so with time on my hands and a wheelchair handy I would take myself off to the hospital library ( yes, those existed once upon a time) and did a bit of research. I was fascinated by the whole ritual and that's when I began being the Queen of Halloween. Even before I realised there was such a thing as being Gothic or alternative I would make my own decorations, and collect any odd bits that I could find.