Day two

2/21

So, here we are. In lockdown.

Although not a real lockdown, as there would be no way for the police, if there were any, to know if you were on your first or 40th walk of the day.

Having a picnic in a public park or a bbq where you have invited 40 of your mate will both reault on the Old Bill feeling your collars. As happened yesterday.

All though the first three months of the year, the country has been lashed with gales and heavy rain, but as soon as the PM says 21 days lockdown, the sun comes out and spring arrives.

Such is our luck.

There is little news to bring you, the biggest news being each day just before five when the latest daily fatality figures are released.

That shows how well, or bad, Government policy is coping.

However, the PM has set himself for failure, again, in that the implied suggestion is that after 21 days of isolation the virus will be on the run.

Thing is this is likely to be the first of several such lockdowns as fatalities climb once restrictions are relaxed and needs to be brought back under control. Football thinks it can start playing at the end of April, just when the virus is expected to reach its peak. Chances of football starting then seems pretty slim, even behind closed doors. Can you imagine Liverpool needing to win one more game to lift the trophy, fans would descend on the venue whether they were allowed in or not.

Sport is the least of our worries of course.

The Chancellor has pledged £330 billion in aid, where is the money coming from, and what happenes if and when that runs out?

I have no idea.