Every year my GF and her old uni pals get togther for a weekend. I sometimes go and it’s usually pretty good fun despite not knowing any of the shared memories.
We’re currently in rural Cumbria and so far:
The wifi has been turned off, because we should “untether ourselves from the world for a bit”.
I’ve been made a cup of tea that was half normal tea, half earl gray. I still dont understand why.
There are ukeleles being played near-constantly by both children and adults.
I’ve come down with a cold, feeling bunged up with a very sore throat.
Tonight’s plans centre on a game of Monopoly.
Still, only here till Monday. I’m sure the time will fly by.
Any way you can make that cold look like an insanely dangerous and contagious illness? That way you can sort yourself a nice quarantine room with lots of medicinal booze.
Really though the only ethical thing to do is lock all the doors and set fire to the building. Prevent the evil from spreading.