These are extraordinarily difficult times and nothing is 'normal'. A government that values personal freedom has forbidden holidays. And after spending a decade energetically reducing public expenditure, the amount of money borrowed by government to pay for Covid is large beyond comprehension.
So far Covid has killed about 4 times more people than the blitz and there are unpleasant hints a third wave is starting. There is also concern the vaccines won't be effective against one of the new variants that keep appearing, putting us all back to square one.
The effect on business varies, but many are closed whilst others operate at reduced levels. Small and large businesses are going bankrupt and large numbers of people are losing their livelihoods and savings. It is extremely painful. At the same time, the border changes triggered by Brexit have to be accommodated, and the new international VAT system isn't helping.
Briefly, the whole country and most of the world has been more-or-less discombobulated. How much individals personally are affected varies tremendously. As a retired gentleman, I weathered the lockdown rather easily, remaining blissfully unaware of most of the pain. More recently, I've been helping my son do up an empty house, and discovered unusual material shortages and unusual difficulties engaging tradesmen. I've been obliged to meet a solicitor in a wet car-park, both of us wearing masks, and to meet by Zoom and other electronic means. Due to many unexpected and unpredictable delays, the house upgrade is being done in the wrong order; work is carried out when it can be, rather than as planned to minimise mess, effort and disruption. It hurts.
On a larger scale, hospitals, government departments, businesses and most other organisations are having to jump backwards through similar hoops to deliver any kind of service. My son, daughter and nephews are all in employment, and each has a different story of disruption to tell. The only common factor is they are all making the best of things in difficult circumstances. For example, my daughter normally works in a large office block with a few hundred others: in the last 9 months, she is one of six in the building. Of those six, one is building security and another runs the computers. When people ring in, they are redirected by the phone system to someone working at home, hopefully the right person, who doesn't have access to normal office facilities and team support. Work can only be done online, and the computer system is a bit flaky because it was never designed to support hundreds of homeworkers. Think plane struggling to land with two engines on fire rather than champagne in Business Class as promised on the ticket.
My mother's surgery has lurched suddenly into online working, which she can't do. The easiest way to deal with ordinary appointments is to use their computer system, even though it too is wobbly. Once an appointment is made, consultations are done by phone wherever possible, not by meeting the doctor in person. This is very difficult for those who don't have computers or computer skills, for anyone needing conversational advice, and for those who need to be reassured by a proper appointment. After repeatedly failing to get through by phone, my mum was so desperate she decided to visit in person, which is a huge 'no no'. Fortunately, I found out and fixed the problem online in less than 3 minutes.
The world has been shifting towards electronic methods since before I started work. Despite being a clever chap, my father refused to cope with it and went to his grave convinced computers would never catch on. Now I empathise! I don't have a mobile phone and like it or not they too are becoming essential for organising one's entire life. I really ought to bite the bullet and get one, but my heart isn't in it!
If inconveniences occur at the moment, I suggest it's not particularly helpful to write to MPs and Chief Executives in rant-mode. They too are being swept along by the tide. Rather than insisting on usual standards, I've lowered expectations and am open to compromise. It doesn't upset me when couriers ring the door bell and run away, even though some are a bit too slapdash. Lucky me – same situation would be much harder if I was deaf, or out working, and lived in an area where parcels get nicked!
Bottom line, Covid has no consideration whatever for mankind. We are all victims. In a crisis, I prefer to do my bit rather than complain, but it does depend on the circumstances.
Dave