Not much happening here. The winds changed to rain, and a southerly, which is cold for us, and brings snow to other places. Thank you first day of September and first day of spring. The heaters are on, and the quilts are piled back on the bed. Mum reheated some roti breads for her dinner and had them with a beef salad, which in theory seemed good, but was rather disappointing. So she turned up the heater and binge watched a couple of episodes of The Split, a series that has sat on the DVR for almost 2 years and which she is enjoying, and glad she has recorded the recent series.
Guidelines here are masks to be worn on any form of public transport, buses, trains and planes. The buses that mum has been on to and from work are much quieter than usual, as many people have chosen to drive to work rather than take the bus. Things may change though as more people get used to it. Mum doesn't mind, personally she thinks that if we all wore masks until Covid hopefully passes through it would be less risky for everyone. Mum doesn't understand the people that complain about masks - suck it up buttercups.