I didn't manage a walk this morning. And I'm damn dejected about it. My joints were too 'creaky' and both my legs were painful. I've been quite buoyed up by my physical improvement lately but this is a setback. I suppose, if I'm honest I knew it couldn't last. But it felt good to walk 'normally' for a while. I haven't used a stick now for weeks..... So I've not left the house today. I've done some laundry. I wrote some book reviews. I made some soup for lunch and I still have 'onion eyes'. My next door neighbour called and I had to explain to him that's why I looked as if I'd been crying. He said he wouldn't blame me if I had been crying, lots of people are at the moment. I think he's right. Every so often it all gets too much.
But, you may be asking, why did my neighbour call on me ? Because he remembered he'd said he would fetch some strawberries at the beginning of last week I think it was. He bought them today and I was delighted! They've lifted my mood considerably, beautiful red globes of juiciness. I gave him a bag of organic potatoes as I have an abundance of them. It felt good to exchange. I love potatoes. I could eat the lot of them but I'm trying to minimise carbohydrate intake. It worked up until Christmas. I lost over a stone in weight. But this situation has lured me down the dark path to gluttony and comfort eating. Plus I am violently opposed to wasting food. I'll eat most things rather than waste them but definitely not meat or fish.
Interesting piece from BBC news which tells me, worryingly, that the Government are not letting go of their herd immunity theory. Staff working for HM Passport Office have been told they must return to work. Apparently on Tuesday staff were told that 80% of people would get the virus in the end and 'we can't hide away from it forever'. That echoes what was said initially by the Government. Maybe secretly the Government are pleased that people are flouting the lockdown rules? But comfortingly the Home Office said they would maintain social distancing at passport offices. (Yes, that was sarcasm.) Can you believe it?! But, seriously, are people contemplating passport applications at this time?!
Oh how I wish I lived in New Zealand. That lady, Jacinda Ardern, should run the world. Her country has recorded just one death from coronavirus and is in a position to contemplate lifting restrictions, but tighten border controls. Some people have the knack of getting it right.
Ha Ha! The WhatsApp group has excelled itself with this one! Cheered me up no end but sadly the Government urging people to stay at home over Easter is not strong enough action. Parks and beaches need to be closed. It's tough love and incredibly hard on those of us who have followed the guidelines to the letter but people have proved themselves both arrogant and ignorant each time we've had a weekend of beautiful weather. If people behave like children then they need to be treated like them. Although that's pretty unfair on children because on the whole they seem to be dealing with this situation pretty well.
*BREAKING NEWS*
THE GOVERNMENT WILL BE LIFTING RESTRICTIONS IN PARKS AND BEACHES DURING THE EASTER BREAK.
The Government has announced today that, for the Easter break, certain groups are allowed to go to parks and Beaches and invite friends round for BBQ’s.
IMPORTANT- PLEASE READ
While the majority of the population will remain in lockdown the following groups will be allowed to gather together at Parks and beaches:
Imbeciles
Half wits
Morons
Cockwombles
Selfish twats
Simpletons
Bell-ends
Idiots
Dickheads
Arseholes
Anyone not in those groups must follow the guidelines set out by the Governments regarding social distancing.
Tomorrow is Good Friday. It just doesn't feel like Easter. I usually send Easter cards. I haven't this year. I usually buy Easter Eggs for my friend's grandchildren I haven't this year. I did message all their mums to say I'd make it up to them when all this is 'over'. I haven't sent my niece and nephew anything either.
But I do have hot cross buns. Easter will be weird with no chocolate though.
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