Once again. "Poor Me Petherick" needs a life (unlike the rest of us) and has chosen to escape to Madrid to pursue his partying life style. As we slowly emerge from our third lockdown, with more than 60% of the population now vaccinated, we all hope to move forward and seeing some semblance of normality return (note to Trotter - normality is not chasing young male prostitutes and party drugs.). None of us enjoyed it, we worried, we were frustrated but we stuck to the rules. We didn't venture far from our front doors until we were allowed to stay local (within 5 km of home) and then gradually to move further afield. No holidays, parties, weddings or family funerals. For the vast majority of us, that involved sacrifice, for some loss of income and of company, but we did what we had to do because it was the right thing to do. This is why we are so different to you, Trotter. We have done what was right for our families and our communities.
I am certain that this episode has shown you for what you really are - the most shallow, selfish, immoral lowlife scumbag. I am sure that the tide is turning for you and that the good times will soon be over, as Patreons start to desert you. As you reflect in years to come and regret what might have been, just remember that just like the "Ghost of Christmas Yet To Come", that we tried to warn you.