Baldness, Coronavirus and Dishy Trudeau

Sorry boys but your inheritance has decreased – again. With the latest downpour came the realisation that we probably need a new roof. All this patching up just isn’t working. My next house is going to be a German flat pack, lots of wood and windows and a lifetime guarantee – well at least till the end of my life. Perhaps a nice piece of land somewhere near the sea inside a small town would be very nice. And the flat packs can be built from start to finish in a few weeks. Turn of the century Edwardian houses might be lovely but they just eat money.

Feeling very pleased with myself – roof aside. As I started the day with Pilates and have already cleaned the house, walked the dog and it is only midday. Clearly an improvement on the past week when getting out of bed before 10 am was an achievement. I mean really you wake up and then remember what is happening and there is just this what the fuck moment and you sink back into bed cause why not.  But in light of my new regime I am going to over come the ‘what the fuck’ and get to it.

 Today I read that Britain’s Coronavirus alert level has reduced from four to three meaning the danger of infections is believed to have lowered. Is it just me or do you think it is a coincidence that they have released this information just when Boris has commissioned a review into the two-metre social distancing rule? The Government is widely expected to relax the rule by July 4, when pubs and restaurants could reopen. Don’t get me wrong I can understand why government is bowing to pressure from business – I have one son who works in live music industry and another one who is a chef – both of these industries have been decimated. But it does get me to wonder just how much we are really being told about the situation. I suspect we will never know the true story about this virus. Just as we will  never know the true story  about anything. I think we are given about as much information as it is thought we can cope with. Quite frankly I don’t think I really want to know the true story about anything – it might just tip me over the top.

And while we are on the subject of COVID –  Groan – I know not that again. No wait!  I have some good news for men who aren’t suffering from baldness. Those that are can skip the next paragraph.

Apparently, it is not only BAME and old people and sick people and perhaps newborn babies, and anybody with an immune deficiency that are most at risk from COVID19 they have now found a new group — bald men. A study involving 122 men hospitalised with the disease in Madrid found that 79% had ‘male pattern baldness” much higher than the expected proportion for their age. Scientists think the link could shed some light on why men are worse affected by COVID19 than women. I wonder what the next thing to emerge will be. My luck it will be women who dye their hair.

It is not something that is likely to affect the dishy Canadian PM Justin Trudeau. Not being able to visit a barber his lush glossy hair has grown into a wonderful mane and apparently viewed by thousands of fawning admirers on twitter. It does help to have a bit of eye candy as a leader in the middle of a pandemic. 

And for my North American followers Happy Juneteenth. The day that commemorates June 19 1865 when news of the emancipation reached people in the deepest parts of the former Confederacy in Galveston, Texas. This was two and a half years after Abraham Lincoln’s Proclamation in 1863 to abolish slavery which had little impact on Texas as there was no one there to enforce the abolition and Texan’s were certainly not going to do it themselves. How pissed must those slaves have been   —  on top of already being pissed because of their subjugation — when they found out that they had been freed two and half years earlier, but nobody had told them. Humanity has a lot to answer for. 

“The ultimate tragedy is not the oppression and cruelty by the bad people but the silence over that by the good people”Martin Luther King, Jr.


“Let’s be careful out there”

Author: ladyserendipidy

Journalist, event planner, mother, animal lover, not very good bridge or scrabble player, hopeless housekeeper, ex social worker, radio producer, tv executive, hater of almost all insects especially the eight legged ones. And if I am ever allowed out of my house, intrepid traveler.

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