We started August with a sense of deja-vu. It was the same old outbreak all over again. We read some words of wisdom which stuck with us - Lockdown results in one of four outcomes (or sometimes a combination thereof) - You either become a chunk, a monk, a hunk or a drunk. Given that we'd been focussed on some weight loss from April, thankfully the chunk option wasn't an option - though had we not already been reducing it could have been a disaster. Every day bro...

And the beat goes on... and the beat goes on (and on and on and on). Once upon a time, in the before covid times, 2019BC, I often wrote every day. Sometimes every week or few. Rarely every month or so. But that was before. Times have changed and certainly become interesting - though less in the interesting sense and more so in the Confucian sense. So now I'm down to once in almost 3 months. Life returned to a semi-normal state for a while there. Given that w...