As Woody Allen famously put it: If you want to laugh at God, tell him your plans. Our plan for today was to put two weeks of total immersion in Beer to Devon. The rest, unfortunately, is history.
The holiday home has been canceled, and like millions of British families we consider a summer without a summer vacation. Our grandson, now 14 weeks old, is all dressed up for Beer beach in a blue-and-white striped matelot babygrow, but with nowhere to go. Interestingly, the babygrow has a pocket. For what . . ?
Things could be worse. For starters, we are lucky to have a garden. Britain seems to be two peoples, those who know many people who are sick and have died of Covid-19 and the others who cannot name a single victim. In the beginning, some argued that this pandemic would be a huge leveling off. No it's not. The lucky ones are still lucky.
The pandemic myth-making continues. The latest myth is that heroic Britons solemnly followed the lockdown until wicked Dominic Cummings broke the rules. The truth, for anyone who cares to remember or turn on the telly, is that thousands of Britons from the beginning broke the rules for mixing from the outside and what sent them to the beaches was not a political adviser to & # 39; a headache but the weather. When the sun comes out, so do the British. Always done, always will do.
Greece can allow visitors from England to suffer, subject to health tests on arrival and a period of quarantine. It is the latest country to put its faith in body temperature and other screening. And good luck with that. At the planning stage, nothing looks more right than scanning triples with thermometers and then intervening or sending suspicious cases home. In & # 39; real life, who will be heroic enough to tell a family of two parents & three children, away on their dream of vacation, that one of & # 39; a child unable to travel? Will the police officers be on standby?
Whitehall's word is that John Bercow, with nobility left the matter in the Commons, will receive no peerage. He is said to be miffed, but he should be really proud to translate so spitefully. He broke the mold of Mr Speaker, shattered any pretense of impartiality and staked his future on Brexit was torpedoed. He explained and took the reign of & # 39; the rebel. And he's still a Right Honorable, which is more than most rebels ever get.
Meanwhile, I am still waiting to see the new business plan for HS2, the one that shows how it can still make a profit with seats separated to rules at safe distances, plastic barriers, passenger space inspectors and dozens self-cleaning WC's. The finances of this deterrent behemoth were always pretty dull. Today, the fastest thing about HS2 is how quickly all hope of profit disappears.