A bun dance




 Woop. Here we go. (With an abundance of caution.)

After my last day of work; I aimed to do as much as possible to cram in the people and beauty of this mask-free wonderland before entering Tier 5 lockdown and the tail end of British winter. I know it’s been incredibly hard for people there. 

North to my mums place, then south to Dunedin, lots of time in kitchens and talking and listening; hugs and walks along the coast. Lots of amazing food. It has been great; and topped off by fireworks on the Wellington waterfront, shuffling closer to a crowd of strangers to brace against the cool wind that I hadn’t bought warm enough clothes to defend against. I flew back to Auckland this morning.

Suddenly I am wondering how the Bluetooth function of the tracer app works.

Because now; level 3 lockdown (again.) I am a contact of a potential contact. Watching NZ kick into gear, feeling pride, getting a swab from nurses clearly working overtime at no notice, uncomplaining. I know we will contain this again. It’s good to be able to feel this confident. It’s easy to forget those who make this confidence possible.

And yet; that background wondering... how weird would it be to get the UK variant of covid before even arriving in the UK...




















 



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