Current Affairs Coronavirus Thread - Serious stuff !!!

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It certainly puts stuff into perspective. Just muddle along in our little bubble atm. Self isolation almost!


Was thinking about this last night after the internet guy finally showed up. As long as I can play our show tomorrow night, I'd be made up with a couple of weeks stuck in the house afterwards. The weather is rubbish. I've got films and music and guitars and even the bike set up on the trainer... Apart from the pub, I'd be well happy.
 
Was thinking about this last night after the internet guy finally showed up. As long as I can play our show tomorrow night, I'd be made up with a couple of weeks stuck in the house afterwards. The weather is rubbish. I've got films and music and guitars and even the bike set up on the trainer... Apart from the pub, I'd be well happy.

Well its early days, but so far, its pretty sound. But we are lucky in that we had planned to do this anyrate. Nikki being poorly just made us do it a few weeks early.

But being forced to do it, like if this bug gets you, must be a pita.
 
Well its early days, but so far, its pretty sound. But we are lucky in that we had planned to do this anyrate. Nikki being poorly just made us do it a few weeks early.

But being forced to do it, like if this bug gets you, must be a pita.


I'll admit, I wasn't quite so enthusiastic with ten days in hospital and 3 weeks in bed with a broken pelvis a couple of years back.
 
Case in point, we just moved house

Her: Where do think we should hang this picture

Me: There, above the bookcase

Her: That's not what I had in mind. It should go over here.

Me: Ok

Her: Don't just agree with me, say what you think!


Here’s the very similiar way it works in my house.

This is an almost verbatim account of a conversation from about ten years ago when the hall needed painting.

(in the paint shop) Her: I like this colour, Khal....what do you think?

Me: Yes sweetheart, that is a good choice.

Her (to the salesperson): Fine, wrap it up sir.

(a week later after the hall has been painted)

Her: I don’t think that colour works, Khal.

Me: Oh, it is quite nice dear.

Her: No, it is not......why did I ever listen to you?

Me: But you picked the colour, darling.

Her: You should never have let me pick it.


And there, in the course of a two minute conversation is the story of ol’ Khal’s married existence.

No matter how innocent or uninvolved in any decision Mrs. Khal makes and regrets later, I am only two minutes away from being to blame..:(
 
Here’s the very similiar way it works in my house.

This is an almost verbatim account of a conversation from about ten years ago when the hall needed painting.

(in the paint shop) Her: I like this colour, Khal....what do you think?

Me: Yes sweetheart, that is a good choice.

Her (to the salesperson): Fine, wrap it up sir.

(a week later after the hall has been painted)

Her: I don’t think that colour works, Khal.

Me: Oh, it is quite nice dear.

Her: No, it is not......why did I ever listen to you?

Me: But you picked the colour, darling.

Her: You should never have let me pick it.


And there, in the course of a two minute conversation is the story of ol’ Khal’s married existence.

No matter how innocent or uninvolved in any decision Mrs. Khal makes and regrets later, I am only two minutes away from being to blame..:(
I have told on occasion I should have stepped in and intervened in decisions she makes
When I do I am told to mind my own business
 
Here’s the very similiar way it works in my house.

This is an almost verbatim account of a conversation from about ten years ago when the hall needed painting.

(in the paint shop) Her: I like this colour, Khal....what do you think?

Me: Yes sweetheart, that is a good choice.

Her (to the salesperson): Fine, wrap it up sir.

(a week later after the hall has been painted)

Her: I don’t think that colour works, Khal.

Me: Oh, it is quite nice dear.

Her: No, it is not......why did I ever listen to you?

Me: But you picked the colour, darling.

Her: You should never have let me pick it.


And there, in the course of a two minute conversation is the story of ol’ Khal’s married existence.

No matter how innocent or uninvolved in any decision Mrs. Khal makes and regrets later, I am only two minutes away from being to blame..:(

Sounds familiar!

I've had similar conversations with my wife, only to find out later that she doesn't exist.

Small mercies, and all that.
 
"BBC NEWS UK PM: 'Army is ready if needed'
Prime Minister Boris Johnson said the army is ready to support police in maintaining order.
"The army is of course always ready to backfill as and when but that is under a reasonable worst case scenario," he said during a news conference.
He added: "Let me be absolutely clear that for the overwhelming majority of people who contract the virus, this will be a mild disease from which they will speedily and fully recover, as we have already seen."


Have they learnt nothing from the ending to every zombie movie? The army compound is always overrun.

Head for the uninhabited Island.
 
My partner and I spent close to £200 on the basics yesterday.

We have been saying for ages we should shift to "big shops" and plan more.

Then last night we both separately read the stockpiling article into the Guardian and were finally motivated. Definitely not the reaction the Guardian would want lol

Anyway, we can bake our own bread for months now ;)
 
Here’s the very similiar way it works in my house.

This is an almost verbatim account of a conversation from about ten years ago when the hall needed painting.

(in the paint shop) Her: I like this colour, Khal....what do you think?

Me: Yes sweetheart, that is a good choice.

Her (to the salesperson): Fine, wrap it up sir.

(a week later after the hall has been painted)

Her: I don’t think that colour works, Khal.

Me: Oh, it is quite nice dear.

Her: No, it is not......why did I ever listen to you?

Me: But you picked the colour, darling.

Her: You should never have let me pick it.


And there, in the course of a two minute conversation is the story of ol’ Khal’s married existence.

No matter how innocent or uninvolved in any decision Mrs. Khal makes and regrets later, I am only two minutes away from being to blame..:(

I bet half the poster's on here thought 'I could have posted that'.
 
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