But take a look at that photo. Can you see the cans and the bottles there? I'm lost for words. Regardless of the fact that we are in lockdown and there should be social distancing no one should be leaving their trash for someone else to clear up. I despair of the human race.
I felt disproportionately hurt this morning. A close friend of mine who has some health issues to contend with, and I've been very worried about her, messaged me today to say that she had a friend coming round to sit in the garden with her. They would observe social distancing and the friend was bringing her own chair and a flask and she would come in the back gate. The reason I felt hurt was because I'd offered to do this a little while ago when she first had the news about her health. I wanted to be supportive. I would've gone down like a shot. I'm sure I'm being over sensitive. It may be because I have been so conscientious about maintaining all the lockdown protocols. Guess I've been hoisted by my own petard. I think I've been starved of human company for so many weeks now that it's affected me all the more. The irony is that because I haven't had any company much I think I'd find it really hard after all this time! But that's me for you, contrary Mary. Ignore me.
That being said I did have another conversation with my next door neighbour today. He is creosoting the fence. I was gardening the other side. I could hear the sound. I thought he was sweeping. But he wasn't, he was brushing. I was concerned because we weren't actually socially distanced at that point. So I moved away. That's two days in a row I've chatted with him. I'm becoming quite garrulous!
Several months ago when I was in a local shop. I intended to buy some liquid hand soap. In my haste I picked up some medicated hand gel. I was really annoyed with myself when I got home and found out my mistake. However it turned out to be a really good mistake. Because this is really good alcoholic hand gel that should kill everything. And goodness knows I've not been able to get hold of any other. Funny isn't it sometimes, when something that seems to go wrong turns out to be incredibly right.
Had a quick chat with my brother this afternoon. I'm very concerned. His son has a temperature of 38 and a sore throat. Alarm bells are going off in my head. In the time B.C.(before coronavirus) we wouldn't have been worried. My brother knows exactly what to do. He needs to phone 111. But he doesn't want to do it without his wife's approval. And that's a bit worrying too. Because she can be incredibly resistant and quite stubborn. He is worried. I'm worried. I'm not sure if she is or not. And then of course if he does test positive for the virus they will both have to go into quarantine which means my brother will have to go out and get food for them which puts everybody at risk. Also my sister-in-law is on a number of different medications which I don't think helps if you do actually contract the virus. If anybody watched that YouTube video that I posted a few days back it was quite clear that one of the reasons old people were more prone to be sicker with the virus was because of the medication they were taking, in particular ACE inhibitors - hypertension meds for example, and I guess steroids because they weaken the immune system. She takes those.
So all in all I'm feeling a bit worried at the moment. I've heard no more news on Auntie Pat. This heat doesn't help. I feel like I'm melting. The younger me would've been like a pig in shit! The older me just can't take the heat. So I'll get out of the kitchen. And out of your hair.
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