Just been chatting to an ex colleague. His area moves to Tier 2 High Risk on Saturday. This means he can no longer visit his mother by calling in to see her. However, it’s ok for him to pile into the boozer for a 16 hour session packed shoulder to shoulder with total strangers.
Barry, the restrictions are all stupid, take Tier 2 for example.
According to that I can't now go to visit a friend in Inner London who has invited me because it's two households mixing.
But I can call there, ring his bell so he can come out and join me for us to visit a pub, shop or anywhere else open to the public.
Now let's look into that further. He's in a higher risk zone of London, I'm in a much lower risk zone with 72.9 infections per 100,000. So that mixing doesn't look wise.
However there's all the buts:
My borough is in truth two which very noticeably never mix, shouldn't even be identified as one, and it's the well separated Northern one that yet again that has the bulk of that 72.9 infection rate, not my Southern one
I live alone, spend my spare time in the countryside and shop far into a rural county with very low infection rates and the one shop I go to there is in its safest area.
My Inner London also single household friend doesn't get out and about since he walks slowly with a pair of crutches.
So we are both extremely low risk, once again showing how complex circumstances can be and how one size never fits all.
Conclusion, it's for everyone to make their own decisions. Those who make good decisons have little to worry about, those whe make bad decisons pay for it as in every aspect of life. What is wrong with that?
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