So things got better - then got worse again. This year has been a rollercoaster, but one that's mainly in freefall with little in the way of climbs.
Christmas plans just got decimated. We were having the Prince and his wife and dog stay over Christmas and the first born was coming Boxing Day. That can't now happen due to Boris Johnson's last minute decisions and his total bloody ineptitude. Absolutely gutted for us and for the wider family. We've stuck to the rules, bent with the wind, adapted and now this. It's so disappointing.
We did get to see the family in the summer, we had a week in the Cotswolds around the Prince's birthday. My daughter in law managed to see her parents too but sadly at her nan's funeral so a memorable meeting but for the wrong reasons. My original plans were to go see my sister in Spain for Christmas but of course that fell by the wayside too.
There's a new variant apparently. I'll withhold judgment here but if this turns out to be a smokescreen for the looming no deal Brexit I'll be unsurprised. And I fully expect him to resign in January and go live in France just as a final two-fingered salute to the rest of the country.
