A lovely day in Stornoway, another glorious April day. Not much happening out here, no visitors or tourists arriving or leaving at all. The fifty miles of sea between this island and the Scottish mainland is a very effective barrier. A few thousand miles to the west, the United States have logged their one millionth case of coronavirus. Attitudes over there will bring about a tragedy of some proportions, which contrasts sharply with New Zealand which has reported no new cases for quite some time now. In the US, there are differences between states - Georgia practically moving out of lockdown for instance - forgetting that this virus is not observant of boundaries. The innane utterances of the 45th president, Donald Trump, do not deserve repetition; noting them is only done to highlight the deleterious impact they are having on managing the pandemic in his country. Here in the Outer Hebrides, where Mr Trump's mother came into life a century ago, we have had no new cases for a fortnight or so. The Scottish Government will adopt the same policies as the UK government, at least they do acknowledge the virus's crossborder nature. We may need to don face coverings when going to our weekly shop.
The situation surrounding the pandemic causes much stress and anxiety, something I'm by no means immune to. I go out for the occasional walk, but due to the lack of public transport, I am constrained to the town of Stornoway and its immediate environs.
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