It lasted twenty-four hours. Just twenty-four hours before I buckled. The diet? Hmmm…. the diet. Started the diet yesterday. Felt saintly. But today we had cream tea and wine. The diet was off for today. I knew it wouldn’t last. Back on tomorrow? Maybe?
So, how did the fall from grace happen, then? It was like this, your honour……
We woke up, nicely refreshed, with our mission to go for a walk this morning in our minds. We ate our breakfast and, while John was soothing his poorly eyes, I did a bit more jigsaw. I don’t know how long it was that I’d been doing the jigsaw, but I was conscious that it was quite long time, when I heard a snore or two from the lounge. John had nodded off. Ah, well… I’ll do a bit more jigsaw then.
When John woke up, it was gone mid-day. “Let’s go for our walk,” we said. Good idea. Mind you, took me another half an hour to get our bits of kit ready….
The plan was to walk as far as the windmill if we could. Not far – only half a mile or so – but we took our time. Consulted the OS map first. Shall we take it with us? Nah…. we’ll set ourselves up on the Sat Nav on the phone if we need to know where we are.
It was a lovely walk along the path. Loads and loads of blackberries to pick (I’m going back with a bag!!) and lots of flora to wonder at. Not much fauna that we could see though.
Anyway, we arrived at the windmill. It dawned on us that we hadn’t had lunch. The cafe was serving such delicious-looking scones with clotted cream and jam. How could we resist? Masks on, standing well away from everyone and using the sanitiser available we braved it and stepped inside. We decided we’d have the scones. We ordered drinks as well and took everything to a table outside. It was lovely.
After we’d had our scones we wandered round the little garden and admired the flowers they’d planted and the animals grazing in their fields. The chickens in the little garden were very tame and followed us round. Cute.
A nice wander back home to the jigsaw and a glass of wine while the chicken was roasting for our tea. It wasn’t one of the ones that had followed us, honest!
In between times, we were following Freddie’s First Day at School on the WhatsApp group. Oh, dear. My heart was full and then overflowing. We saw him ready, first thing, in his uniform looking gorgeous and very excited/nervous. Then we saw him walking in through the school gates, getting his name badge and sanitising his hands. Then the handover to the teacher. And the kiss and wave goodbye. And finally, the excited exit at the end of the school day falling headlong into Mummy and Daddy’s arms. It was too much! Ah…. Freddie, love you so. Where did those baby/toddler years go?
This evening, we had another glass of wine each….. and then, there’s only a drop left, shall we finish the bottle? Be churlish not to, we thought. We’ll drink it while we watch a film, so we watched The Good Liar with Helen Mirren and Ian McKellen. I thought it was good fun and thoroughly enjoyed the evening.
Oh, and by the way. We finished the jigsaw! Just wondering what we’re going to do now…..
We did watch a bit of news today, too, and note that the country is going to hell in a handcart. The virus is spreading again, there’s shootings and stabbings and the negotiations on Brexit are all over the place. Eeeh, but it’s good to be British isn’t it?
Nevertheless, we are keeping our distance and feel comforted that the people of this part of Norfolk have clocked on to the safety precautions.
Take care and look after yourselves everyone. Let’s safeguard the future for our loved ones.
Sounds a lovely day.
Wow! Freddie at school already – doesn’t seem possible! xxx
I know! We’ve lost him now!!