The Daily Echo from Sleath Towers: Day 165

A day of rest. Not sure whether it was the weather that was the influence, but neither John nor I wanted to get out of bed this morning. I snoozed the alarm at seven o’clock, then switched it off altogether ten minutes later. We slept on. I finally emerged at nine-thirty, shocked that I’d slept for so long. John slept on until mid-day.

I was determined to have myself ‘a holiday’ today and read my book. With the book group getting together tomorrow evening I wanted to be sure to have finished it in good time. I read in bed all morning, and finally winkled myself out of it just as John woke up.

Still glued to my book, I slothed down the stairs, grabbed something to eat and then perched myself on the sofa in the lounge, wrapping myself up in a blanket. Didn’t move all afternoon and I finished my book. Ta-dah!!

Of course, I don’t know about you, but once you are ensconced on the sofa it’s quite difficult to motivate yourself to get up and do anything else. John had also slothed down the stairs, grabbed something to eat and cosied himself on the sofa, wrapped in a blanket. It wasn’t cold, but the outdoors was a miserable sight and we were sedentary.

John watched a bit of TV and then inspected the back of his eyelids while I carried on reading. Then we both watched a bit more TV, before drowsy eyes drooped again. And then, all of a sudden, it’s tea-time. By now, I have read my book and switched to a trashy film instead. “Any ideas as to what we’re going to have for tea?” John asked. I nodded. “Yes,” I said, unhelpfully. He looked at me questioningly. “Thought we’d have the remains of the spag bol from yesterday, with a jacket potato and salad on the side.” Right. And off he went into the kitchen to sort it out. Well, that was nice – having my food prepared for me. It was tasty delicious too.

Then to more TV watching and really, shouldn’t our bums be getting sore by now? That’s all we’ve done – sat down all day!! John recognised that we were in danger of turning into couch potatoes, so he upped and went outside to do a bit more stone riddling, washing and shifting for half an hour. He welcomed the break though, when Michael phoned, and he had to stop to talk to William. I did a bit more welding of my bum to the sofa before I galvanised myself into proofing Michael’s final piece of work for his assignment. I dotted a few i’s and crossed a few t’s before sending it back. Nearly there……

I had thought I might get out this afternoon – Linda had invited our little prayer group to her house this afternoon. As always, I had said I’d ‘wait and see’ but one look at the weather and I wondered if the gathering would go ahead. But no, it didn’t. It was a bit too wet. Maybe next week. We’ll see.

So that’s it – not a lot to report, really, but we’ve enjoyed our day of rest. Up ‘n at ’em tomorrow, no doubt. In the meantime, one of the programmes I watched today was ‘How to avoid a second wave’ (of the Corona-virus) that had been shown on Channel 4 the other day. Don’t know if any of you watched it, but I found it about as reassuring as sitting in front of a chocolate fire guard. It’s all good until someone lights a fire……

So the government reports that there are 1,522 people infected with COVID-19 today and there were twelve deaths in the community – and three deaths in hospitals yesterday. The infection rate seems to be creeping up, no? Bring on the Test, Trace and Track app, that’s what I say!!

Meanwhile, let’s keep on keeping on, shall we? God bless and peace be with you all.