Sunday, 7 March 2021
Monday, 8 February 2021
It is just over a year since the severity of Covid became undeniable: China began its strict lockdown on January 23. Remember that? An unprecedented measure that we were told would be unthinkable anywhere else. In some ways it was: the worst of the transmission was stamped out in six weeks, by early March, just as other governments were scrambling to prepare their "we were taken by surprise" excuse.
I was faraway in Rome, but on January 31 two Chinese tourists tested positive at a hotel. We already knew that it took seven to ten days for symptoms to show, so we anxiously watched for signs of further infections a week later. After two weeks there was still nothing, besides reassuring photos of Spallanzani hospital in a state of over-the-top precaution. Crisis averted.
Friday, 30 October 2020
Let's face it, the plague is here for the winter. Your government has failed you, so you must rely on yourself. Or, more realistically: on alcohol.
Fear not, friends! I bring you salvation and succour, in the form of a lime green waterslide of a drink, that will have you swishing and sloshing and whooping all the way through to Spring -- and beyond. Allow me to present The Gimlet.