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MY CORONA DIARY

Happy Monday!

I'm bored now. Bored of having Covid. Bored of being stuck at home! Yes: I'm still testing positive. I know, I know - it takes at least 10 days, and I'm only halfway through. I'm just impatient. I thought I might be showing signs of getting better, then last night my sore throat came back with a vengeance, and I had a dreadful night's sleep. Bleeeeeeehhh.

Fortunately, this time isn't as bad as the first - not even close - but it's still thrown some spanners into the works in terms of the surprises we had planned for this month. At the minute, it's all on hold. Should be fine by our live stream on the 21st, though - when we're debuting possibly our greatest Christmas song ever (thank you CJJC and Sam...).

The good news is...  this week's Digi is almost finished. I've felt well enough to do that - it's doing anything physical that seems to be taking it out of me. It's another epic - we might not have had many vids out last month, but at least you get your money's worth when we do - and I love it. There are a couple of bits we need to film for it - which we can do at home, and shouldn't be too taxing - and it'll be ready for you by tomorrow evening. Hopefully.

That's it for now. I'll keep you posted with more boring health updates about my boring health.

Paul


Comments

I can empathise - I just took a bite of a protein bar and it was utterly horrific. Even after a slug of mouthwash, I can still taste it.

Carlos Nightman

Content Warning for very heavy talk about War/Depression and related topics - related to Pink Floyd/Roger Waters -------- In my time displacement, I heard you state on your birthday stream that 'The Final Cut' was one of your favourite Pink Floyd albums and I just want to say I...appreciate that. It's one of mine too, despite as you say, it ostensibly being Waters' first solo project. I have a crazy, f-ed up history with war in my family, so both The Wall and The Final Cut's themes of anti-war, PTSD and working-class anger resonate highly within me, despite being the first person in generations not to enlist and thus not have to deal with it first-hand. Those effects linger on and stay in the psyche of the people growing up afterwards, and these two albums form a sort of bridge that I'll never get to have emotionally with my father and grandfather. I both wouldn't be without war, and almost wasn't here because of it. My great-grandparents on my Mum's side met as great-grandad was a bomb-disposal technician in WW2, and great-gran was his nurse when one went off. My grandfather on my Dad's side was stationed on Christmas Island as part of Britain's nuclear bomb testing. No prizes for guessing how he died before I was even born. Even after witnessing those devices going off, I've been told he was part of the "absolutely did not exist" British forces sent in to help America during the Vietnam War. ...and then my Dad was stationed on the British side during the Troubles in Northern Ireland during the early-mid 80s. I only ever got a couple of stories out of him, but the most important, and yet stupid one, is that he was due for tower guard duty one night, and swapped shifts with another soldier because my dad had an upset stomach from some bad food. That night, the base was attacked and the first target was the guard tower which was hit with an RPG. The soldier my dad swapped with was dead on the spot. I only exist on this planet because of a dodgy stomach on one chance evening. And that just completely threw everything about the sheer stupidity and futility of war into focus for me as a teenager. The entire hero-worship culture, the propping up of war as a noble goal glorified by media and government, it just crashed and burned when I realised just how petty and insignificant an incident like that could have on a life existing or not, and how many times over that had happened. I don't know if my Dad ever took a life whilst he was over there. I've never been able to bring myself to ask. Even whilst doing my History degree, and doing a module specifically on the Troubles I had the opportunity to maybe sit him down and do an interview about really happened over there, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. He's got the PTSD though. Probably since a long time before I was born. He was an alcoholic due to it, and that's why him and my Mum split up before I was even three years old. To his credit, that gave him the shock he needed that he hasn't touched a drop of drink in the 30+ years since. But he never got professional help, and it shows in his eyes. Which is why 'Paranoid Eyes' from the album hits so hard for me, and I hate people dismissing the entire thing as a Waters self-indulgence project. You can say "Fucking Hell" now.

Alice Maguire


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