The Real Saints

I accidentally started ‘following’ this thread last night. Whenever a post is made, I receive an email. My inbox is an absolute travesty now. A terrible start to the day.

Not gonna lie, I’m a bit concerned about tree house tam. He hasn’t made a post since this one. Hope the big man’s OK.

When they regularly tell me on the phone that they understand the gravity of the situation before then informing me that they have plans to invite the neighbours over for drinks later in the week or go out for walks with friends, I don’t believe I can fully ‘park’ my advice or worrying. Not sure how you can determine that they are ‘bearing my burden’ more than vice versa.

Precisely what I'm doing. Not sure what you're getting at.

They live in Perth and I live in London, so it makes things a bit more difficult and I feel less in control of the situation. All I can do is keep talking to them on the phone and try my best to ensure they’re following the measures you’ve just mentioned. But ultimately, I don’t fully trust them to stay in the house regardless of how much I insist.

I’m struggling mentally/emotionally quite a bit. There’s no work to keep my brain occupied and I’m constantly worried about my parents. Both would fall into the ‘high-risk’ category and I imagine their chances of making it would be slim to none if they ended up with the virus. I keep contemplating the possibility that I might not see them again.

Would have preferred him to just state the facts rather than constantly repeating how 'generous' he is.

The daily phone call from my parents is becoming a real source of frustration and anger now. Struggling to converse with them properly. Mum just told me that her neighbours are coming round for drinks later in the week and she’s going for a walk with a friend in a couple of days. It beggars belief. I can only waste so much breath.

ISOLATION UPDATE: I am stuck with this girl for three weeks. Minimum. MINIMUM. Lord, give me strength.

I just walked past a woman in a Tesco aisle, whilst making sure I was as far away from her as I could possibly be (probably a metre or so), and she shouted ''SOCIAL AWARENESS!'' at me. It was quite disconcerting. I don't know what exactly she expected to happen during her afternoon shopping trip in London.

Actually enjoyed Lewis Capaldi’s last-minute winner. It’s good to see that he’s still humble enough to appear on a show with a relatively small but dedicated viewership.

ISOLATION UPDATE: Have now been stuck with my new girlfriend for three full days. We still find each other bearable. A minor hiccup yesterday when we went on our daily walk to Tesco (maintaining our social distance from others). A group of street youths, packed together in close proximity just outside the supermarket, started shouting at us. ‘’Your girlfriend’s a slag!’’, one of them yelled. It was a concerning situation. However, those concerns have now been laid to rest. As soon as we got back home, I demanded to know WHY THEY WERE CALLING HER A SLAG AND WHETHER IT’S BECAUSE SHE HAS BEEN SLEEPING AROUND THE TOWN WILLY-NILLY. She said ‘’no’’. So anyway, yes, this self-isolation period is still going well. Will update further in due course.

Cineworld https://www.google.co.uk/amp/s/www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-8138495/amp/800-cinema-staff-write-Cineworld-boss-demanding-jobs-laid-off.html Anyone who has been working there for 3+ years is being paid 40% of their usual wages, anyone who has been working there for more than 18 months (but less than 3 years) has been made redundant, and anyone who has been working there for less than 18 months is being kept on with no pay (as they aren’t entitled to sick pay). I am one of the redundant people.

I always thought that the only thing more unlikely than me getting a girlfriend would be the world ending. It turns out that both of these things have happened in the same month.

On paper, these stats look incredibly impressive and they are undoubtedly a major turn-on for the ladies. In reality, I haven't achieved anything on P&B since 2015. The jury is out.