The two ladies in this shot must be well used to bathing in the Atlantic, as this was one very cold day and they had only swimsuits on. I doff my cap to them. It's been a few years since I was in the water and even in mid-summer it is, shall we say, somewhat challenging. Fair play to them, as they say in these parts.
Way in the distance you can just about make out Donegal/Inishowen Peninsula. If all goes well, that's where my wife and I will be in a couple of weeks, for a short break. Missy will be home for Easter so we're taking the opportunity of having a cat-sitter. Fingers crossed we'll get there but these days you can't rely too much on things going to plan, as my stepson and his fiancé Clare have been finding out - they both tested positive for you-know-what at the beginning of last week - the first members of our family to catch the virus. Clare (yes, this Clare) had a weak positive test and shrugged it off - and she is unvaccinated. My stepson is doubly vaccinated and fit as a fiddle but is having real difficulty getting rid of it - he's still testing positive a week after his symptoms started and is complaining of shortness of breath. The virus takes a different path in everyone, it seems.
I'm still cautious when going out and wear an FFP2 mask when grocery shopping (about the only time you'll find me in a shop of any description) but I'm in the minority. Numbers are very high here in Northern Ireland at the minute but almost no-one is masking up. The only good thing is that few people are hospitalised with it, so this particular strain seems to be highly infectious but maybe not so severe. I suspect it will get me eventually and I'm not looking forward to that day - I've reduced lung capacity anyway, due to ankylosing spondylitis and so things could get a bit sticky. I intend to remain cautious when I'm out for the foreseeable, trips to Donegal notwithstanding.
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