It’s going to be a long two weeks’ quarantine in the Sheraton for my dearest.
She’s already chewed me out for no welcome-back booze parcel and now there is a near-meltdown because the east European SIM was put in her phone without the holding tray - and now she can’t extract it to reinstall the Aussie one.
I’m confident that if home isolation was an offer, it would have been (1.) breached for alcohol, and (2.) breached for phone repairs. And it’s only the second night back!
