Diary of Being a Writer; Week 106

I was already self-isolating, I guess I will be doing it a bit longer now.

A building in St Kilda I want to be a house and in a different street.

Well, it has been a strange week. I have been sick. That isn’t the strange bit. I catch every cold the kids bring home. Every fortnight, like clockwork, new cold. That is just bloody standard operating procedure for me. The strange bit is that there is a global pandemic. The…