So I’m at home in self isolation. It’s like I’m underwater in a diving suit, ‘cept this suit is full of holes. The holes being my kids and their friends and their gregarious, roving ways.
Yes, Dad, they say earnestly after getting my full explanation of what gives, having gazed deep into my eyes, nodding every five seconds.
Hey, where you going?
Out to see the girls!
*** sigh ***
Who’s in the kitchen?!
Me and my mate José.
Have you fellas washed your hands?
Um . . er . ja, we’re washing them now . . of course . . !
Slowly I’ll hope to improve the actual isolation effectiveness . . I’ll probably need to apply a lot of alcohol . .
Meantime, I’m luvin’ it!!