March 16th – Due to coronavirus, there appear to be odd times coming, and I don’t much like the look of them, I can tell you.
Returning home in the dusk the canal was still as I paused before heading to Silver Street and central Brownhills. People had been panic buying hand sanitiser, cleaning products, long life food and toilet rolls.
All because of a virus we are lost as individuals in the face of. There is not much we can do, so we panic buy for the reassurance of affirmative action.
This is not my country.
Thankfully, though, the calm of the canal and falling night was still reassuringly so.
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