Monday, 23 November 2020
A lot of Leave voters say ‘stop complaining, it’s democracy!’ Well democracy doesn’t always work. If five people democratically elect to take your iPhone, it’s still a mugging!
It's been a hard watch being a dutchman living on this lump of land in the north seas. My thoughts throughout this entire process has always been that I understand the desire for more independence, national identity and taking some control back however with the open world we live in today it is almost impossible to isolate yourself.
However, now balls deep in Disney plus and having reacquainted ourselves with the misery that is scrolling through utterly dire and pointless Instagram photos of our "friends'" children building an exact replica of Arundel from 500 toilet rolls and calling it 'home schooling', we are getting a taste of what isolation might look like.
If and when the world finally does crawl out of their piyamas and we all work out how deodorant works again, Brexit might not look quite so appealing anymore! The fact that a Portuguese and a Kiwi nurse saved Bojo's life is surely the mother of all irony's.
So now we're all wearing masks.
My phone doesn't recognise me anymore and I can't tell if my neighbour is smiling at me or sneering. Probably the latter. The other day I'm sure the cashier at Waitrose mouthed "now be off with you, you homeless wanker". I could see it in her eyes but of course I couldn't prove it.
Then there are those who don't understand how face masks work. They wear them under their nose or above their chin. This demographic is either born in America or over the age of 60 and male.
The mask has become a real fashion statement and a form of expression.
There are the colourful, flowery hippies who love that they are able to express the fact that they are happy, vegan and undoubtedly wearing similarly colourful underwear. You also have the military style, doomsday preppers who generally wear black or camouflaged face masks with air vents. Then you have the simple, light blue, no nonsense medical face mask which says you don't care to express yourself through a pandemic inspired face covering and you think those who do are pretentious twats.
This is the brave new world we now all live in. Undoubtedly an overreaction to the worldwide pandemic, but how can we risk infection? Until the vaccines are approved and everyone has been vaccinated the world will mask it up.
One lasting legacy of the COVID pandemic will be the great face mask pollution that will haunt us for the next few years. If we can't be trusted with plastic straws and earbuds why would anyone think we can handle used face masks?!
Many years from now we will find used face masks littering 300 year old ship wrecks at the bottom of the Atlantic and clogging up the air-conditioning vents on the international space station. It is a sad truth and another nasty byproduct of this horrible virus.
Dagen lang ‘stoepranden’ voor de deur en s’nachts kamperen achter de heg in de tuin. Een bezoek aan mijn lieve oma was altijd feest en nooit saai. Oma woonde op de Schamelte, huisnummer 29. Een typisch Ommen's huis. Aan de rand van de zand duinen en de Emmerdennen. Dit was HQ. Hier werden onze excursies gepland. Onze dagelijkse avonturen in de bossen.
S'avonds was het altijd knus en gezellig binnen. Echt op z'n nederlands eten, alemaal rond de tafel. Als de kinderen hun zin kregen was het een familie zak patat met kroketjes en apelmoes of Nasi Goreng met extra sate saus. De beste patatjes en softijsjes in Nederland kwamen van Ekkelenkamp. De hoeveelheid softijs met chocodip dat ik daar gegeten heb is ontelbaar.