Plague and houses
It’s starting to feel a lot like we’ve already had Christmas and we’re now at the naggy, draggy New Year’s resolution reality-facing stage of the year.
In a glorious, blazing couple of weeks, we got two promising coronavirus vaccines, a brilliant new regional trade deal, a new United States President-elect, a perked-up economic vibe and a new Dolly Parton Christmas album.
Tactfully disregarding that business with the All Blacks, Santa delivered everything on most people’s master list, albeit with an IOU on travel.
Now comes the Boxing Day let-down. It’s all “That vaccine’s got to be rationed, you know!” and “Tourism will never
