Well, another long silence! There's rather little to say. We are keeping busy. The loft is cleaner and more sorted and piles await the opening of the 'dump' and their final destination! We will also be bombarding the charity shop when it opens. I wonder if they have contingencies in place to cope with the overwhelming amount of stuff that is surely coming their way.
We have had a modicum of what passes for social life. This week friends who live at the end of the alley came and sat in the garden with us for an hour. They brought their own tea in flasks. They are both vulnerable health wise, Parkinson's and cancer, and have not stirred from their house and garden, so they enjoyed the change of scene. We also celebrated a friend's birthday in another friend's garden. There were 9 of us well spaced out on the lawn in the sun.
We did two other things to lighten our existence. We bought a table tennis set for the dining table. On only our second game Peter lunged enthusiastically to reach one of my better shots and overbalanced, hitting the knob on the cellar door before crashing to the floor! The cellar door knob was distinctly wobbly after the incident but is now repaired. Peter's grazed arm is mending!
Our other extravagance (!) was a smart TV. We have been trying to find out how it works. We have been watching opera from the Royal Opera House but barely scratching the surface of what's on offer. Abe and Saul were delighted with the news but were mortified to hear that our TV is bigger than their's!
We now have the second highest death toll from the virus in the world. Second only to the USA. Nothing to be proud of there. A terrible case of hubris and mismanagement and I hope the government get their comeuppance. Although lockdown may be lifted to some extent from next week, we shall be maintaining our isolation in case the next phase is managed badly as the first.
