My 2020
One of my daughters got Covid but didn't suffer too badly. I was ill with an acute flare up of Rheumatism that laid me low in December. Chiropodist (£35 per half hour) warns that I have a potential ingrowing toenail but I may have misheard him as I am now profoundly deaf.
It was a lousy butterfly season. The most memorable day was when I went to a Northern Brown Argus site and was told off by a resident whose house I had the temerity to park within 50 metres (Covid transmission risk apparently). She eventually made me move on by telling me the best spot to find the NBA a little further along the track. The NBA was a minor success as were Small Blue and Dingy Skipper. But on the downside, I didn't see a single Brown Hairstreak or a Glanville Fritillary.
The family interest. Older son went skiing but had an accident. Younger daughter got Covid (sorry, already mentioned that). Ex-wife had cataract operations. Current wife is irritatingly fit and routinely walks nine miles a day. But I felt she has been slacking recently so I got her a
Fitbit for Christmas.
My current wife is Stella. If you want a list of the earlier ones, send me a Private Message.
Appointment with the dreaded NHS nurse early in the New Year. (at least it's not Jenny this time - name changed to avoid embarrassing Julie). I will ignore the medical advice about my weight and brazenly wear my badge "
I've made 82 .... so there!"
Jack