It wasn’t until late this evening, but we now have Mr Chester staying with us for the next fortnight. That’s going to be good fun – taking him a walk every day. That’ll improve my fitness and my mood no doubt!
Michael and Danielle are off to Jersey for a family wedding. It’s all very well travelling, knowing you’re not infectious, but nevertheless, they have to isolate for five days when they arrive on the island. That’s going to fun – and I don’t mean fun in the same way as I am going to have fun, of course – they have two small children and will be cooped up in a small space. I hope it goes well for them all.
Meanwhile, back at the ranch, I spent the morning faffing about with admin for Mum, then I shot over to her flat for more sorting. Nearly there. I was on my own today, but it wasn’t too bad. I managed to get quite a few things done, but I was still overwhelmed with paperwork. However, I have now decided to take a leaf out of Malcolm’s book and burn all the confidential waste rather than spending time at a shredder – which would take a very long time. With apologies to the local neighbourhood if there should be any smoke floating their way for a short while later on in the week.
I came back home not long after lunchtime – John had eaten, so my plan was to grab something myself and a cuppa, before going back and doing a little bit more. However, I sat down on the sofa, didn’t I? Didn’t want to get going again, so I didn’t. Instead I watched an old Doris Day movie and thoroughly enjoyed it. I shall have a bit more of a go at Mum’s flat tomorrow before the final push on Wednesday with Anita. The removal men are coming on Thursday to take away everything we’ve left behind.
John, meanwhile, has spent more or less the whole day working on the Lotus. He’s worked really well on it and is making progress. Disappointed, of course, that he’s having to do this bit of work. When he bought the car it was, ostensibly, just a cosmetic job to get it finished. But do you know what? It’s keeping him out of mischief!
Just before our evening meal, there was a ring on the door bell and, upon opening it, I found two grinning friends, bearing cake. Our prayer group leader, Eileen, is going to be 80 this week so we held a little tea-party for her. In the end, however, there were more than 6 planning to attend, so I opted to relieve the party of one so that they could all relax and enjoy it without a lot of shilly-shallying. But – here’s to Eileen – many happy returns of the day! The cakes were lovely!
After we’d taken delivery of Chester this evening, we spent a little while settling him in. I decided to sit in the dining room for a while, where he is going to sleep, to encourage him to remember that it’s not all bad when he comes to stay with us. John had started a jigsaw, which lay on the table, so I fiddled about with that for a while. The ‘while’ turned into hours and here I am, late at night, blogging. I am daft.
The news – oooh, it’s horrible, isn’t it? More about the agony that the Indian community is suffering; more on the sleaze at Number 10; and some tragic individual stories – a young man drowned trying to save a woman from the Thames, a baby looses her life to leukaemia and the woman who has been accused of spying in Iran, has had another jail term handed out. I struggled to find the good news stories today – how about you?
Anyway, the COVID situation in the UK is still stable, so that’s got to be good news, hasn’t it? The ‘r’ number is definitely below one.
- 2,064 people tested positive for the virus today
- 6 people died with the virus in the community in the last 24 hours
- 2 people died on 24 & 25 April with the virus in hospital
We are on Day 399 since the beginning of Lockdown One, and Day 405 since John and I retreated indoors at the start of it all last year. But we are nearly a month in since the lifting of restrictions in Lockdown 3 (Day 29) and it’s now over two weeks since we were told we can play in each other’s gardens (Day 15).
Stay safe everyone – and look forward to a drop of rain for the gardens, eh? God bless.
Storage King, you should have one near you, sell bags for £6 that you can fill with confidential paper, seal and return. Then they shred it for you. Each bag takes up to 15kgs. It’s an easy way to deal with lots of paper.
Thanks Glo – great idea. Although, bring a miser with Mum’s money I think I might just burn it all….