#miss rona
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Fight Da Rona! Version 2
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I was so glad when the sinus stuff ended and all I had left was the cough, because supposedly that’s the last stage of the thing.
Now I feel like I can barely breathe, and I wish I could go back to all the sinus stuff and the headaches.
A series of fu king unfortunate events:
Proper unfortunate: I have the spicy cough, as does my wife.
Also unfortunate: my favourite, brand new glasses broke today. These ones:
Just the fucking unfortunate straw that almost broke the camel’s back: I can’t even get them fixed or pick up new ones, because I’m stuck at home with fucking cœvid.
Episode 4 is now live on Spotify, Apple and Google Podcasts.
In this episode we chat about lockdown and how we coped, while also sharing the reason I will fight Tom Cruise.
Us being stupid recording an episode of Lady Curious
You should give it a listen when you get the chance!
We talk shit about the government, and touch on topics of friendships, mental health, racism, sexual health and of course Miss Rona.
Daddy’s at the food store, Mummy’s out of town,
She’s working at the hospital since Rhona came to town,
Hide away, hide away, Miss Rhona’s come to town,
Hide away, hide away, she’s come to take us down.
Miss Rhona’s at the doorstep, I’ll keep 6 feet away,
But Grandma needs the paper, I’ll take her some today,
Hide away, hide away, Miss Rhona’s come to stay,
Hide away, hide away, we can’t come out to play.
But Grandma needs the paper, I’ll take her some today,
And here’s a note from Rhona, she wanted me to say,
Hide away, hide away, keep 6 feet away,
Hide away, hide away, she took us down today.
It’s been two and a bit years since writing this thing and the Rhona finally caught up with me. In the universe’s great serendipitous nature, my ex, (who was with me at the time of writing and inspired the toilet paper reference through his 90min line up at Costco for our TP ration at the time [it was freaking hard to get back in early pandemic days, remember?]) was the one to drop some off at my door for me while I’m stuck in iso.
Life’s like that sometimes.
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