Lockdown 12

…the end of week 2 hoves into sight..I find myself with more time to do creative stuff…still working as an “essential” worker in logistics…unloading 1 truck instead of 3 with a reduced number of forklifts (to save money they have hidden the keys on the fork’ I’m most proficient on!) and with a much later start time (4.30am instead of 1am) because reduction in freight volumes mean the earlier runs have been mothballed for the duration…we’ve been cut to a guaranteed 32 paid hours regardless of wether we work all those hours or not, thanks to the Government’s thoughtful wage subsidy…(can’t afford any frills but am thankful to have enough income to subsist in comfort!)…. finish time is a bit fluid but seems to fall around when I’d normally be having my “evening” meal…(start time coincides to when I’ve adjusted to consuming lunch)….I don’t seem to anything other than a bit more tired than usual (and fucking hungry all the time) so I’m still getting up at around 9.00pm….(gotta stay “in character” for when the trucks start to roll in again)….subsequently when my good friend Dee, who is sheltering in place with me, has shuffled off to bed I have an extra 4 hours to squander on blogging and drawing and painting and burning skulls and crossbones on every surface I can find…

…(was hoping to get sent home on subsidy for the duration, but essential workers can’t be choosers)…. : 0

Lockdown 3

…the truth is I’m not really locked down…I work for a transport firm…unloading truck & trailer units and rail wagons, late at night, with a fork lift…I’m “essential”…at least while the freight still flows…we’ve already had our hours cut and start times moved as the numbers of truck arrivals are reduced….

…I’d have to admit to being a little disappointed that all the projects that immediately sprang to mind when the lockdown was announced, are now out of reach…especially with the shift in start/finish times meaning that I’ll be arriving home very close to my usual bedtime reducing the amount of daylight hours/Dee not sleeping hours available to me to nil…. so I’m picking that I’ll be sleep maladjusted and more than a little bit grumpy for the duration….(will be painting up a storm and/or complaining blogging in the wee hours to console myself)…..


….could be worse…

…while I’m at work my hallway could fall foul to an infestation of musicians and the instruments they rode in on…

…(note – amplifier in middle of hallway is disproportionately larger than attached instrument and plugged into the outlet closest to the log burner)….

…(not a trip hazard at all)….