Thing is — it goes without saying and must be obvious to fellow urbanites that I am the cleverest person I know, and by a fair old margin. And yet, the rules are somewhat confusing even to me!!1! They change regularly and because my consumption of news has pretty much ended since I stopped commuting, I’m never really sure if something new is in place. And after I have caught up, I can’t really remember if the rule is now this thing or if that’s the rule from three weeks ago. There’s no apparent logic to any of it that would help me follow a general principle, so I’m left needing to memorise this week’s list of instructions.
Even now — I know it’s six people but is that now two households at most or as many households as you like? Are you allowed overnight stays? And the rules are getting tighter because it’s getting worse but they want me to stop working from home and start commuting, right? You can see how confusion creeps in.
If there was an overarching principle, I could follow it. But it seems to me that some dangerous things are being downright encouraged whilst other innocuous things are banned, so that’s no help.
So I’m left either choosing to totally isolate to ensure I’m following every possible requirement of both rule-following and risk mitigation. Or I just basically make it up as I go along and hope for the best.