The evening news finished and he closed his back door with a thud.
The news had been appallingly depressing and he wanted to be as far away from it as he could.
Another three hundred infections and ten more deaths were added to the ever-growing list of deceased.
It was now a case of stay at home and don’t go out unless you had to and when you did to wear a mask. The authorities were getting more and more concerned about the deteriorating situation.
Staying at home wasn’t such a dreadful circumstance for him as he spent most days alone as it was.
It was having it imposed on him that was the biggest issue. He liked to shop on-line, he went to the shop in the early morning and he had all the TV he could possibly watch plus a stack of new novels to read.
He felt a sense of negativism overcome him. What if I catch it he asked himself? Who would care for me? Where would I go for help?
He had relatives but they lived out of town and he didn’t care much for them anyway. They tended to look down their collective noses at him and returned his lack of interest in them upon himself.
There were always plenty of things to do around the house. The spare room needed a good clean up. The back shed hadn’t been sorted out in years and his yard could do with a did more attention than the cursory mow every so often.
Each morning he watched the morning news, shook his head at the rising number of cases and wondered how the state premier managed so sleep at night when the death toll was rising and he seemed unable to quell it despite his best efforts.
It was obvious fear was building within the community, the lockdown was proving taxing on everyone, people out of work and confined to their homes. He was starting to hear more and more the sound of raised voices coming from the couple next door. It seemed inevitable that domestic violence would escalate in the coming weeks.
He checked his cupboards, he had plenty of food, his book supply was well stocked and he knew he could stay at home for as long as it took.
A knock on his door alerted him to a policeman announcing a neighbor had tested positive and it was now more important to observe the rules of the lockdown to stop the spread of the virus.
He shut his door and turned on the television.
With a cup of tea in hand he settled into his favourite chair to watch the grim reality.