(Or COVID-Gray if you’re using US spelling.)
I have no plans to write a pandemic novel but I have this snippet of a story idea that keeps popping up at inopportune moments.
It’s set 300-400 years in the future, and it’s a about an academic studying fashions of the early 21st century. In her time there is no grey hair—the anti-aging process that extends life to 130 healthy years also removed the tendency for hair to go grey.
She’s young, our academic, and they’ve had anti-aging for a hundred years now. In her time grey is just another colour people dye their hair.
She’s studying the fashions. Pre-third world war (world war in that many countries in the world were involved, but there were six, major powers fighting each other, with only small alliances, and lots of double-crossing each other.) She comes across this hair fashion. A grey stripe down the middle of the head. She has no context for dyed hair growing out, or lockdowns in a time of pandemic where services like hairdressers are unavailable. Things like lockdowns are long gone in her time, where scientists can grow a personalised vaccine as soon as a virus appears.
Our academic thinks grey hair is a fashion.
I don’t know if this is a valid story or not, and I’m not planning on writing it, but if it pops up in one of our books one day, you’ll know where it came from.
Oh, and another COVID-related observation. Based on the number of overgrown nature strips in our area, lawn-mowing is big business around here. Everyone’s lawns are running wild.
Lawn-mowing services are another casualty of the lock-down. They have not been allowed to work for two months now. I’m not sure which I’m looking forward to more. Getting a haircut, or having my lawn mown.