Okay, so we’ve just passed the six-month period, here in Manila, of being locked in our houses and forbidden to go out without masks, face-shields and a damn good reason. Yes, it is true that Manila has eased some of the restrictions around Covid-19 and we are now under what is known as GCQ (General Community Quarantine) which is the lowest of the various acronyms we’ve been under over the past six months. So, for some, life is (almost) returning to a “new normal”. We do still have a high infection and positivity rate in this country, so care is very much still required.
However, because my wife and I are both over the magical age of 60, none of these supposed freedoms actually apply to us. Under GCQ, if you’re 60 and above or under 21, you’re effectively still locked down. After six months of only leaving our subdivision once (I snuck over the road to get my hair cut one day – naughty me!) and actually only leaving our house and yard on maybe ten occasions over the last six months, I thought it might be a good time to reflect on how it’s all been and how we’ve coped.
However, because my wife and I are both over the magical age of 60, none of these supposed freedoms actually apply to us. Under GCQ, if you’re 60 and above or under 21, you’re effectively still locked down. After six months of only leaving our subdivision once (I snuck over the road to get my hair cut one day – naughty me!) and actually only leaving our house and yard on maybe ten occasions over the last six months, I thought it might be a good time to reflect on how it’s all been and how we’ve coped.
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