I’m only sad it’s taken lockdown for them to act on these boot camps. For several years they’ve behaved as if they have some right to the cliffs that supersedes other people wanting to walk and enjoy the space. The classes are quite large sometimes and you cannot negotiate the path because they’re all blocking them with their exercises. If they just use the grassed spaces I don’t think people would see them as such a problem. So I’m pleased that finally something is being done.
I talked to the photography man again the other day. His name is Stephen Bennett and he has a website. I’ve signed up to get any notifications. He said at the moment he’s not going to put his dancing flower pictures on there because he primarily does landscapes. But he says he might put some up at some point. I look forward to seeing them. Particularly as I’ve seen him at work taking the photos.
Supposedly it’s not as hot today. I haven’t actually noticed that to be honest. So yet again another day when I’ve done very little. Had a good walk this morning. I’m including a flight of steps into the regime now. I wear a glove on one hand so that I can hang onto the railings because I can’t climb without holding on. I’ve done that for the last couple of days. But I have to walk down the stretch of pavement to reach them and I’m worried that it will be crowded with commuters on their way to work and there won’t be space to social distance. So I’ll have to see.
I changed my bedding and got it all washed and dry and back on the bed. I love it when I can do that. But I sat about most of the day trying to stay cool. I don’t know what possessed me but I suddenly started looking through old photograph albums. When I say old, I mean old. Going right back to the 1970s! I have several dedicated to my cats. I actually couldn’t bear to look at them. They make me sad. And I’m tired of feeling sad. There are also lots of my days as a school teacher. Photos of classes I had and colleagues I worked with. I was trying to see if I could remember their names. I could remember a lot of them but I’m sad that my memory is not nearly as good as it once was.
There are thunderstorms forecast for later in the week. I’m dreading them. There are Met office warning. Because they say they’re going to be severe. I think I wrote earlier in the blog about the devastation I endured when my house got hit by lightning in 2003.If it happens again in these lockdown coronavirus situations I just don’t know what I‘ll do. So I’m very scared. Although lighting is never supposed to strike twice that’s a load of baloney according to the guys that repaired the aerial the last time. They said they’ve been back to one place three times, it has been struck so often.
Oh dear. Bit of a negative post today isn’t it? It’s just because I’m hot and I’m not doing anything constructive. Pay me no mind. Once we get some cooler weather I’ll be back into action. 😃
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