Right now we're looking once again at a surge of COVID numbers in Belgium, for no particular reason except that the weather is getting better, I guess, and perhaps people are mixing more, and perhaps new and more infectious variants are now circulating. The EU and UK are snapping more and more at each other; I'm frankly not interested enough to follow the details, except to form the impression that both sides are now at the behaving badly stage. My good friend Dave Keating did such a deep dive into it on Twitter over the weekend that I will refer any future queries to him. (NB that when other European countries were fretting about the Astrazeneca job, Belgium asked for more if there were any spare!) More locally, B and U had their second vaccinations last week.
Outside work and family, the story of the baby in the park reached a conclusion for now. That still leaves plenty of genealogical rabbit holes to disappear down. In particular, I've signed up to yet another site, myheritage.com, only to find that one of my younger cousins is already there. This is actually really helpful, because we have the same grandfather but different grandmothers; any mutual connections must therefore be Murrays or Dineens, rather than Stewarts or McIlroys.
And this year's Hugo nominations have closed. Unlike last year, we were able to adapt the counting software we'd previously used in 2017 and 2019 to process the votes, and it made the process very swift indeed. For various reasons we won't be able to announce the final ballot until 13 April; some lucky people will be hearing very soon that they are going to have to keep a big secret until then. So it's nice to be able to bring people a bit of joy in the dark times.
Edited to add: I can't believe I forgot to mention that today is the fifth anniversary of the 2016 terrorist attacks in Brussels! Partly it's because local media started the commemoration at the end of last week, so it felt a bit like yesterday's story. But it isn't, and the effects are still with us.