The guy who gives me a lift to work in the mornings texted me today to say his sister has it and she was round his house cutting his hair last Sunday, and said do I want a lift to work in the morning or would I sooner be a “bus wanker”. I phoned him as I thought he might be on a wind-up (you never know with him) but it turns out it’s true. He’s not displaying any symptoms and neither am I, but I thought the advice would be for him to self isolate. However, I’m not sure of that and like many others who can’t afford to have time off, he’s coming in tomorrow. Told him I’d be getting the bus though, but thinking about it I might be just as likely to catch it travelling on a filthy bus!
On another note, I got a text off my sister this evening to say she’s got home from work and her husband has a temperature and dry cough. She’s told him to self-isolate and she’s talking to him through the bedroom door and washing everything down with bleach. Worse still, she works for the NHS as a psychiatric nurse so she’s now going to have to bring her week’s leave forward (or maybe a fortnight). She’s taken a pic of his temperature reading to prove to work she’s not bullshitting.
And just to complete the hat-trick, when I was out walking the dog this morning I bumped into a guy in his 70’s. He’s a City fan and we often talk about the football mainly. Anyway, today’s conversation was all about coronavirus. His brother is in Gorton Park care home and he told me yesterday that he got a letter from them telling him they were in lockdown as 2 people there have it - 1 staff member and 1 patient.