Day One Hundred and Twenty Seven - New Friendships

I know where carrier bag man lives! I pass the house every day, there and back, on my walk. But he was on his way back today without the carrier bag so my mission to stalk him and see what he's doing has come to nothing............ so far.

I had a lovely chat with one of my wavers today. I was right when I mused that she might have some kind of health issue. I even pondered whether it was an immune thing. She does. She has problems with her autoimmune system due to the prescribing of, a now withdrawn, drug for her osteoporosis. She said she picks up everything, frequent ear infections and colds so she is very wary of the virus. It explains her anxiety. But we had a really good chat today. We've got a lot in common which was nice and we ended up exchanging mobile numbers with a view to perhaps having a coffee sometime when all this is over. I'm going to lend her a book so we may arrange some kind of distanced meet up so that I can hand it over to her. We talked about everything under the sun, I think. Pain relief, arthritis the Tower of London, the Wars of the Roses, Phillippa Gregory and that's not to mention the conversation we had about bees and butterflies and foxes the last time we stopped and chatted!

Interesting what's happening to the Covid snake. Where the grass is growing all around the stones, because they can't cut the grass without disturbing them, most are now hidden from view. You wouldn't know there was anything there unless you get close. That's a bit of a shame but I can't see any way around it. However the snake continues to grow.

I've been thinking about something my teacher friend was saying when she came round on Saturday. She doesn't do online shopping. Her account got hacked several years ago and she had money stolen and it really put her off. So she goes up to the local supermarket once a week and aims to arrive just as the priority slots for elderly people finishes. I asked her what it was like as I haven't been near a supermarket since lockdown began. She said its fine in the supermarket itself but it's just getting there that's the problem. Like me, she doesn't drive, she has to walk. And she said it is so difficult to keep a social distance particularly at the local school where all the children and parents are congregating outside. There is no attempt to social distance and she said very few are wearing face masks. It's another one of those situations where it makes me worry that I've got it all wrong. Why aren't these people worried? Why aren't they doing what they can?

There were protests in Hyde Park by people who didn't feel they should be required to wear face-masks in shops. It infringes their freedom, their human rights blah blah blah. But I had to laugh. In one of the photos posted on social media one of the protesters had arrived at the meet wearing a plague doctor mask. I presume the intention was ironic. I'm afraid I just found it moronic! Another of the protesters was wearing a flat earth society T-shirt. Need I say anymore? Apparently it was organised by the businessman who tried to sue the government in the High Court insisting that the lockdown was illegal. He lost the battle. But it doesn't appear he's going to give up making a nuisance of himself. I can laugh up to a point but it makes me so ashamed that I live in a country that is so shortsighted sometimes. So selfish, so self absorbed that they cannot see the bigger picture.

I cut the grass today before Popmaster. And after Popmaster ( I scored 30 in the first round, who wants to touch me?) I washed the net curtains in the lounge and cleaned the windows and the PVC and made the whole area all lovely. I've rehung the net curtains now and it smells all clean and fresh in the room. I'm going to wash the heavy curtains. But I will do that at my leisure. I'm going to bed so early these days that I don't need to draw them in the evenings. I don't like the nets being down too long because the world and his wife can look in through my windows. And I don't like being observed. I worry that people are going to case the joint and see if there's anything worth coming back for, breaking in and stealing. I know, I'm a drama queen, get over it.