I varied my walking route today because it’s raining and I wouldn’t have been able to sit on the bench outside Dethick church to write this.
I went up around Lea Gardens, which we used to know as the Rhododendron Gardens. They are perfect at the moment, but no one is around to see them. A rope has been put across the entrance but also a donation box, suggesting people can go in if they give a donation. Might email them to ask.
I phoned Mum’s ward and the receptionist couldn’t get hold of Mum’s nurse to give me an update or tell me if the covid-19 swab result had come back yet. She advised me to call this afternoon when the doctors have been round.
I spoke to Dad and he said he’s feeling down, but mentally rather than physically. The gloomier weather doesn’t help.
The village is going to have a Stay at Home street party for VE Day.
Pam Ayers has written an ode. Well, it was an open goal.
And finally, heard the CEO of Timpsons being interviewed on the radio about reopening their stores gradually. It wouldn’t have been appropriate to make a joke so everyone was studiously avoidingly the term “key workers”.
2022 and all that 