Living Arrows, week 12

Week 12 of me joining in with the Living Arrows project and though I have missed a couple of weeks I am enjoying being able to share bits of what Lily is up to.

This week was dominated by two things: finding a car seat for my car so I can take Lily out and about on the days I look after her, and the second was that both Bruce and I got our Covid vaccinations! And it turns out that rolling out a nationwide vaccine programme with specific priority groups, target dates, creation of central vaccination hubs, recruitment of volunteers and texting millions of people asking them to book their appointment is far easier than finding a car seat that fits a three year old convertible Mini. Who knew?

If you follow me on social media you will have seen that I was having a nightmare with trying to find concrete information on the car seat. Two different branches of a local popular-with-parents-buying-car-seats-as-they-sell-their-we-fit-them service had given me worryingly incorrect information. One had tried to tell me a front facing car seat on the front seat would be fine as long as the car seat was pushed back as far as possible and the other told me to forget it because the ISO fix points are only there for the car to get its NCAP safety rating and that they can’t actually be used. Oh and apparently the fitting service is nothing of the sort, all they can do is “demonstrate” the seats. Honestly I am so angry with them I should probably write a letter of complaint, and then write a blog post to save anybody else Googling “can I put a child’s car seat into a convertible Mini” the same wasted hours and energy of trawling websites and trying to work out if the information is factually correct before spending several hundreds of Pounds. Anyway, I will shut up about car seats now but as you can see Lily loves it.

Not that I will be driving it with the roof down when she is in it, that terrifies me and not just because it is very windy in the back without the wind deflector! That lid will well and truly be up when she is on board.

As for the vaccination, the process on the day was seamless. Staffed entirely by volunteers I am now regretting not taking biscuits to say thank you to them all. Name checked off, piece of paper with name and a bar code on it handed over and then a slow walk, 2m apart from the person in front to the next available station. Form handed over and scanned, a few questions answered, and the vaccine administered before you even had a real chance to realise it was happening. I couldn’t have been sitting down for more than two minutes.

It did make me laugh seeing people in the line who hadn’t thought about the fact they would be asked to reveal their upper arm. Peeling off layer upon layer of clothing, followed by a coat and then being anxious about revealing a little too much of their underwear. Why not just wear a short sleeved top and a cardigan?!

Oh and don’t get me started on politicians and male celebs taking off their shirts to reveal their mid riffs as they get vaccinated. Don’t believe me? Here’s a Vice article about it!

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