Sunday 9^th February, 2020 1620

I've just been out for daily supplies, the plan for tonight's dinner was tiger prawns and steamed rice. I thought I'd chuck a red or green pepper in, along with anything else that didn't look too shrivelled. Given what Jody said yesterday about last night being the final day of the festival (loads of bangers were being let off), I was expecting to see most of the stalls open today.

Not a one!

The fruit lady has opened every day since this started and there have always been veg stalls and what with the meat place being open yesterday it came as a shock. I've never counted them but there must be about thirty lockups that comprise the stalls and I walked almost the length of them hoping for somewhere to be open.

The only place open was the jing jo shop. There were white hazmat suits outside the disease control centre again though.

So it was a case of “what the hell do I do about dinner now that I've defrosted the prawns?” The short answer is, I have two onions, two lemons, a bulb of garlic and a single tomato! I'll be inventing a new dish later, that's for sure, maybe some sesame oil and soy, maybe oyster sauce – needs must but I wish I'd known earlier, I'd have made a trip to BHG.

At least I remembered to wear my mask, even though it was so empty outside it was unnerving.