That spell of misfortune is seeing the year out with "fake" Covid - most of symptoms but but no positive plus very bad flu being more on drinks and bed rest outside of typing this up as it don't do itself.
On the upside, I did redo much of my littles outfits to match more where in my head I am, however others may see it, were more of an emphasize on quality sometimes more tradition, other stuff more what modern school girls wear such as in sports wear.
I'm less interested in exact replication of a period so much as just being the little side of me taking the benefits of the modern era, more in tune with the spirit of modern co-ed prep schools with the mix of ancient and modernity.
Not everything of the past was great although much is worth keeping if not defending.
Women's soccer came of age, the Lionesses won the cup, inspiring a generation of girls who we all knew wanted to play but never got the breaks thanks to gender bias and overt discrimination not just by adults but boys too in the past.
I don't feel inclined to play by the rules of the past anymore than today's girls and that runs beyond groan up talk to littles life.
What's wrong with inclusivity for all, girls and boys of all shades and tastes?
I did get a whole bunch of cds and records as recording performers became more possible after covid restrictions were gone and performances could take place in studios and concert halls and literally shrunk a bunch of cds with some space saving storage wallets from a company in Telford, Shropshire.
Hopefully a few meet ups of a different sort will be achievable across the year so long as the industrial unrest resolves itself as train travel is very difficult currently, that would go some way towards keeping face to face contact until the bigger meets become an option again.
Here's hoping twenty twenty-three may be better than it looks presently.
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