Still a bit chillier than recently, but walked up to Dethick church as usual. On the way, both the people I happened to stop and chat to had recently lost elderly relatives in local care homes. It sounded as though there’d been a horrible inevitability about the end in both cases.
With nobody going in or out of care homes, the disease is free to rampage through the elderly population and the staff have no PPE.
Have started the administrative process of reporting Mum’s death to the authorities. Will need to apply for a Blue Badge and the Attendance Allowance for Dad.
I also booked a courier to collect Dad’s coronavirus test tomorrow, though didn’t have quite enough information to register it. It’s not a straightforward procedure and an elderly person who’s not used to doing things online would find it hard to manage on their own.
The fields are suddenly full of quite sturdy-looking lambs.
2022 and all that 