Love And Corona
Without Prejudice
I wanted to call this story Love In The Time of Corona, but it sounded too much like Love In The
Time Of Cholera and one doesn't want be called a Plagiarist, so I didn't.
So clutching a real Corona with a frozen Kaffir Lime leaf dropped down its neck, and The Great
Escape on in the background I attempt ( attempt being the operative word ) to write a story about love
in the time of Corona Virus or Covid 19.
I think the owners of the real Corona rang up the Powers
That Be and asked politely if they could call this deplorable illness something else. Perhaps a more medical term, like Covid 19.
But it doesn't seem to have caught on.
My Sister said the symbol of Coronavirus makes her feel dizzy and sick, ( no, she's not ill )
I think it looks like two hairy green testicles, but that's just me.
I have found love in the most unexpected of places.
NETFLIX
First it was Travis Fimmel in Vikings. He of the mesmerising blue eyes and raggedy
dirty blond locks. But he was a bit young for my taste. I was interested to find out via my Sis ( same
one that's not ill ) that he's an Aussie and hails from Echuca. Fancy that, an Aussie and a fellow
Victorian.
Talking to young Elise at the Supermarket this a.m., about all things Travis we decided
we need to take a trip to Echuca and track him down. I will do the Rugby Tackle and she can do the
binding of wrists and ankles. We could set up camp beside the Mighty Murray, light a fire, talk bull
shit and just gaze upon this wondrous treat of Vikingness while feeding him peeled grapes and sips of
sparkling bottled water.
We have to stay healthy in this era of Social Distancing after all.
But I am daydreaming again and getting carried away and I know it. But I can dream, can't I. For
what is life without dreaming. Pretty bloody dull. And with what's going on in the World at the mo,
it's far better to daydream. And eat chocolate as it's Easter.
Then I fell in love with Policeman Ben Miller from Death In Paradise and binged on
him for a long time. An uptight Englishman in a Carribean hotspot, with a hot suit and flannelette
pyjamas. Yum, gimme, gimme, gimme. who solves murders with a beautiful mind, and no clue
about socialising. ( Now he would be perfect at Social Distancing)
Ben Miller is not a typical heartthrob but he is to me. Go figure.
I've always liked accents and having an English Mum and Scottish Dad it's no bloody wonder.
Which brings me to Detective Jimmy Perez of Shetland fame. Aaaaaaaah. The accent,
the windswept cliffs, the roiling grey skies, the bleakness of the landscape. Sign me up for a boat trip
to Skye, or Iona. I might meet Bonnie Prince Charlie upon the way. Jimmy also a detective. Am I
sensing a theme here ?
.
I wanted to call this story Love In The Time of Corona, but it sounded too much like Love In The
Time Of Cholera and one doesn't want be called a Plagiarist, so I didn't.
So clutching a real Corona with a frozen Kaffir Lime leaf dropped down its neck, and The Great
Escape on in the background I attempt ( attempt being the operative word ) to write a story about love
in the time of Corona Virus or Covid 19.
I think the owners of the real Corona rang up the Powers
That Be and asked politely if they could call this deplorable illness something else. Perhaps a more medical term, like Covid 19.
But it doesn't seem to have caught on.
My Sister said the symbol of Coronavirus makes her feel dizzy and sick, ( no, she's not ill )
I think it looks like two hairy green testicles, but that's just me.
I have found love in the most unexpected of places.
NETFLIX
First it was Travis Fimmel in Vikings. He of the mesmerising blue eyes and raggedy
dirty blond locks. But he was a bit young for my taste. I was interested to find out via my Sis ( same
one that's not ill ) that he's an Aussie and hails from Echuca. Fancy that, an Aussie and a fellow
Victorian.
Talking to young Elise at the Supermarket this a.m., about all things Travis we decided
we need to take a trip to Echuca and track him down. I will do the Rugby Tackle and she can do the
binding of wrists and ankles. We could set up camp beside the Mighty Murray, light a fire, talk bull
shit and just gaze upon this wondrous treat of Vikingness while feeding him peeled grapes and sips of
sparkling bottled water.
We have to stay healthy in this era of Social Distancing after all.
But I am daydreaming again and getting carried away and I know it. But I can dream, can't I. For
what is life without dreaming. Pretty bloody dull. And with what's going on in the World at the mo,
it's far better to daydream. And eat chocolate as it's Easter.
Then I fell in love with Policeman Ben Miller from Death In Paradise and binged on
him for a long time. An uptight Englishman in a Carribean hotspot, with a hot suit and flannelette
pyjamas. Yum, gimme, gimme, gimme. who solves murders with a beautiful mind, and no clue
about socialising. ( Now he would be perfect at Social Distancing)
Ben Miller is not a typical heartthrob but he is to me. Go figure.
I've always liked accents and having an English Mum and Scottish Dad it's no bloody wonder.
Which brings me to Detective Jimmy Perez of Shetland fame. Aaaaaaaah. The accent,
the windswept cliffs, the roiling grey skies, the bleakness of the landscape. Sign me up for a boat trip
to Skye, or Iona. I might meet Bonnie Prince Charlie upon the way. Jimmy also a detective. Am I
sensing a theme here ?
.
