Heading Back Under House Arrest days 189/190

I'm catching up on the weekends blog. I try to get one done but time slips by once I get in from work and I end up doing a twofer ( two days for the one post)

Work has been ok, busy because everyone is expecting the worst, and lockdown measures to resume. 

Kev finishes later than me on a Saturday and he said that as he waited for the bus home he saw two fights. Youngsters who can't hold their ale, and obviously cramming it down their necks before the 10 pm closing. 

Today the bus home was busy, a lot busier than it has been for ages. And our driver thought he was Lewis Hamilton! I'm not kidding you the speed he went down the A52 made me cling on to the seat back. He showed no signs of slowing down on Stragglethorpe Road, and Morkinshire Lane... If we were to crash, there would be no bloody survivors... 

I have no idea what's going to be announced tomorrow, and I don't know how I feel about it either. I think this feels worse somehow, perhaps because last time it was clear cut, this time feels like they are throwing stuff at the walls to see if anything sticks...Its all a bloody mess... When this is all over, is starting to sound like when I win the lottery...