The diary of a bemused Boomer
I’m at a festival called Pigs in the Park. Or something similar. It’s one of those faux festivals, where there’s no sex or drugs or rock ‘n’ roll. It’s as close to the real thing as a tour of Madame Tussaud’s. The scent of marijuana has been replaced by the smell of BBQ pulled pork.Continue reading “Pigs in the Park”
April 7: 00.00-05.00 Son: ‘Animal Crossing: New Horizons’ = lock down life saver! Dad would love it. ‘Houseparty’ chat: DEEP! Is work necessary? Friendship Group agree it wouldn’t be that bad if none of us gets a job for the next decade because of the economic impact of Covid-19. So what if Boomers will haveContinue reading “Diary of a Covid Family”
Brexit made Mother a political junkie.