I see Belfast full of masks - and Tim Horton's being Card-Payment Only - which makes me feel really bad about our World.
Then, the Taxi driver I got home said that Magherafelt is like a Ghost Town on Saturday Nights now.
My fear is that we'll have the destruction of Small Towns, just like what happened in America after the Depression. We have lost our Economic, Moral and Spiritual compass.
After only ninety-odd minutes in Belfast, I felt that I had twelve rounds with Tyson Fury. One good thing I did, when I got home, I soaked my feet in water with bath gel. Now, I'm wearing Work Socks I got this morning to feel more comfortable.
Whether it's packed to the rafters, or in Lockdown, Belfast resembles 'Dawn of the Dead.'