This week, we spent a fair bit of time reminding ourselves that it was Tuesday, on Tuesday. We are now on Thursday and have only had remind ourselves a couple of times that it’s Thursday. Bin Day. Always an exciting day. Especially as the general waste-bin is full. It’s been a long time since that happened. No idea what we’ve thrown away but we feel better for it.
I was up early this morning. My alarm hadn’t even gone off. “What you doing?” John wondered, bleary-eyed. “I am up. Because….well, just because I am up.” I replied. There was no reason to be up, but the day had dawned, the birds were singing – not yet muted by the pouring rain – and I was awake.
I busied myself with one or two cleaning and tidying jobs, ate my breakfast, then nipped into Kenilworth to drop Mum’s change of address into the bank. I had forgotten that there was a market on today – that was another way in which we knew it was Thursday – so I stopped by and bought lots of love fresh fruit and veg.
“Where’ve you been?” John asked as I bustled in through the front door. “The bank. I told you I was going.” Ah-ha – he knew that, of course, but what was I doing coming in with bags and bags of stuff? Do you know, he really wasn’t as excited as me that I’d got such things as cauliflower, broccoli and Medjool dates. Can’t think why.
Once I’d sorted out all the lovely veg, I got ready for yoga and had a brilliant session this morning. Really enjoyed it and remembered why I ought to do it every day. Not sure why I don’t. One thing I might not do though, is have a cold shower every day. Jaime was telling us that she’d started doing that each day. We all shuddered and said, ‘Really?’ and thought she was mad…… she looks very well on it though, so perhaps there’s something in it.
This afternoon, once we’d sat down on the sofa, we didn’t want to move. We sat and watched a series of American crime programmes – you know the sort, sensationalism and frequently repeated summaries of what the programme is about. Suited us as we had put our brains into neutral at that point.
John watched a bit of TV, played a bit of poker and researched new cars this evening while I Zoomed in with my chums from college. Not everyone was there today, as Linda is away and Liz had rolled in from a late lunch and thought she might not make it. She didn’t, in the end. The rest of us spent the first ten minutes trying to tune Janet into the party. Beautiful picture of a youthful-looking friend, of whom we are not jealous, but no sound. We did a spot of lip-reading for a while, but she abandoned one computer in favour of another, and we were all surround sound then. And it was lovely to talk. Fabulous friends – love ’em.
On the COVID front, the news continues to be positive in terms of the recorded numbers, but not only are the scientists recommending caution, but even dear old Boris said they were ‘anxious about the Indian variant’.
Having noted yesterday that the numbers of infections were doubling each week, I now note that they are, in some areas, trebling. I am not sure whether the full road map will be achieved, but I am still hopeful we’ll be able to hug from next week and six people/two families will be able to mix indoors and even stay overnight. Fingers crossed.
Today’s figures then, are: 2,657 people infected in the community; 11 people died with the virus in the community, and 8 on 11 & 12 May in hospitals.
So there we are. Another day done and one more step towards a little bit of freedom. I’m planning who we can see and what we can do. How about you?
Take care everyone. God bless.