Lockdown has returned- for four weeks - starting tomorrow.
Today, I got my car washed at a valet place outside a shop on the Cookstown to Dungannon Road; then bought milk, a can of Red Bull and Chips with a Scotch Egg at the Hot Food Counter there. I was in a panic heading home, and I was nearly caught cold turning onto a back road. But I'm safe. That's the main thing.
I also tied a few loose ends; transferring £200 from my Credit Union account to my Bank Account to avoid defaulting on direct debits coming these next few weeks. Then I made a few phone calls with USEL. The Monday classes will be on Microsoft Teams during these upcoming four weeks.
But, BIG NEWS, the Restaurant I was at on Saturday evening - after Mass - had a confirmed case of Covid. I requested a home-test kit online from the GOV dot UK site. I'd rather do the proper test than be tracked-and-traced by the Covid app. Bluetooth is disabled on BOTH my phones.
I can call a local shop for supplies during Lockdown. And I asked my brother to buy Loo Roll at the shop; he just came back a few minutes ago. The Loughshore has a reputation, but at least it isn't Gorton. 
I'm a survivor, as Destiny's Child sang twenty years ago.