April 6th 2020: Coronavirus Day 22

So, we have started our third week in isolation.  Not going out, except to walk round Gill's garden in the next street, and online shopping only.  

I've not written anything for the last 5 days as there hasn't been much to report really.  We get up fairly late, we have breakfast, we take our time getting dressed and can usually manage to fit in a bit of emailing, WhatsApping, laundry, tidying up before coffee time.  Peter has a steady trickle of work, I have Plantation Garden stuff to respond to and gardening to do and we sit in the garden when the sun shines and read and potter. 

The Knit and Natter group had a Zoom meeting last Wednesday.  It isn't particularly satisfying as we are a rather loose group and many people don't know each other that well.  Conversation is rather low key.  Story time with Etty and Pearl is at 4.0pm on Thursdays.  It's lovely to see them.  Etty looks at the screen and if she makes too much noise, Laura thoughtfully mutes her mike.  Pearl is a serious listener to the stories and songs, but some cartoons are noisy and upset her.  I'm trying to find the right mix.  

On Friday we had our first Zoom book club and it went really well.  We were disciplined and took turns to talk about the book before we had a general conversation.  No one was that keen on the book, but we had a thoughtful discussion.  

A little more work has been done in the loft.  Notably by Peter who erected a shelving unit that he remembered he had in the cellar. 

On Saturday we had a Sainbury's delivery!  What excitement!  Delivery slots are like gold dust and I'm very conscious that I'm one of the few people round here who has priority and can usually find a slot either from Sainsbury's or from Waitrose.   I'm reaping the benefit of not being coy about giving my age when I sign up to things, an asset now that they are prioritising 70+ existing customers.  Unfortunately, some friends who need slots are finding it very difficult to register that they are in the vulnerable category.  The system can't cope.  At present I'm working on a Waitrose order for next Friday and have included some things that Ros needs. 

Bread! 

More signs of spring in the garden.  Narcissus coming out and also my favourite, hostas.

Made two lovely looking loaves of bread today.  

On the national front, the Prime Minister is in intensive care with Covid-19 and Brockwell Park is closed which cuts off an exercising space for the Brixton crew.