OYSTERHOOD is reclusiveness or solitude, or an overwhelming desire to stay at home.
I didn’t take any photographs today, so here is the cover image of one of the books that I will be buying from the EB Homebru list: Becoming Men by Malose Langa. The Homebru promotion runs from today to the end of July.
And talking about masculinity, please read this post by Melissa A. Volker: WHEN SURF RAGE OVERRIDES STOKE.
When tennis covidiocy overrides caution and respect for one’s fellow human beings, you get the Adria Tour. I am not a fan of Novak Djokovic (and that’s the understatement of the year), so I did not watch any of this, but when I heard last night of Grigor Dimitorv testing positive for Covid-19 after the tour and I saw what had been actually allowed to happen during the Adria Tour, my jaw dropped. I LOVE live tennis and can’t wait to see some action again, BUT NOT LIKE THIS! It is clear that nobody was thinking when they ‘organised’ this tour, and the consequences will be dire, I assume. Not only for the players and personnel who tested positive. I am still shaking my head in anger. People who know me or who read my memoir will probably remember the island in my head. Well…! A certain someone had been residing there for a long, long time. Last night, around midnight, he was marched into the sea and fed to the sharks. The fate of all covidiots from now on. No mercy.
The most exciting news of the day: I got post! An invoice delivered to my postbox. I have never been so happy to see an invoice before. And I think that my postbox was smiling.
Bad news: no bin collection again. I dread to think why.
Otherwise, a day of work, work, work. On all possible fronts with good results, me thinks. But now: I am tired. And all I want is my warm bed and a great book.
Be kind to yourself. Be kind to others. Stay at home.
“Physical distancing remains one of the key strategies to curb this pandemic.”