So...I don’t know about the rest of the world but we in this house have almost forgotten about days and times.
We have stopped wearing watches...there is nothing to be on time for. J reminds us about meal times...and snack times ...and then food...then cake....several times a day. I think he might be trying his luck.
The Boy is still confused by the lack of his normal routine...where is the bus???
So, we have developed a sort of routine. After breakfast and the general morning activities, Mike takes JBoy out for a walk through the deserted town and I go in the opposite direction.
Apparently, JBoy copes better without me...or is it M, I wonder???😁😁😁😁 it has worked so far...
This morning, after watching steam trains on YouTube..(🤪🤪🤪🤪)which is J’s idea of delight,we turned to the marvellous Joe Wicks to see if J would engage in the PE lesson that Joe is doing for the nation ,and indeed the world ,every day.
M leapt into action and started to do the exercises, trying to encourage J to join in.
( The Pikachu jumps were a sight to behold.)
(As were the Sumo wrestler squats)
J was not persuaded to join in.
He was more than happy to watch M from the comfort of his seat..
And.sometimes my knee
M was of course brilliant.....Me???.Of course I joined in .....in spirit only....someone had to be on Josh watch after all😉
So, now I am home after my morning exercise outside, on my one allocated exercise walk . I have completed my circuits of the park, avoided dog walkers and runners....feel suitably exercised and am ready for a cup coffee... I am not barista standard, a bit of instant is what you get here.....
Now........What shall I do today?
Hmm......let me think
I think it will be social distancing ...
So, whatever day it is and whatever the time might be , wash those hands and keep safe.
The End
Thursday 26 March 2020
Saturday 21 March 2020
Day One
So...the respite centre and the MMDC have both been closed for the foreseeable future.....understandably, for the safety of everyone.
Today was Day One of our garden centre free life. We ventured to one of the marvellous UK National Trust parks for some fresh air. They were, at this point, open and free.
They are now ,as I write this evening, closed.
As we arrived, we found ourselves in a queue of cars...not a good beginning for social distancing...once we got into the huge park, however, we were able to keep a good distance between us all...even the cars were parked with social distancing in mind.
We had a good walk, J tried to chase some deer and then we had a picnic in the car.......He wasn’t happy...the routine was all wrong. Where was the garden centre??? Where were the bacon sandwiches? The fish? The whirly wind things?
Wrong.
We survived our day.
M and I had made a list of all the parklands within a reasonable driving distance so that we could get J out. He needs to go out. He cannot entertain himself at home. WE need to go out. There is only so much Shaun the sheep that a grown up can take!
Now we learn that the NT lands are to be closed. We aren’t completely surprised because although we were all very well behaved today and didn’t get close to each other, it was a lot busier than I think anyone expected. The poor volunteers who were directing us were becoming very frazzled at the never ending stream of cars., flowing into the car parks.
I know this is selfish and lots of people have things a million times worse than us..but the prospect of weeks and weeks of being literally in with J is not a happy one. For any of us.
So...Day the first and Day the last of free NT entry.
How quickly that time went!😁
May health and goodness flood our world.
The End
PS I am now customer 7411 in a queue for an online supermarket!!! Might just go to bed.
Today was Day One of our garden centre free life. We ventured to one of the marvellous UK National Trust parks for some fresh air. They were, at this point, open and free.
They are now ,as I write this evening, closed.
As we arrived, we found ourselves in a queue of cars...not a good beginning for social distancing...once we got into the huge park, however, we were able to keep a good distance between us all...even the cars were parked with social distancing in mind.
We had a good walk, J tried to chase some deer and then we had a picnic in the car.......He wasn’t happy...the routine was all wrong. Where was the garden centre??? Where were the bacon sandwiches? The fish? The whirly wind things?
Wrong.
We survived our day.
M and I had made a list of all the parklands within a reasonable driving distance so that we could get J out. He needs to go out. He cannot entertain himself at home. WE need to go out. There is only so much Shaun the sheep that a grown up can take!
Now we learn that the NT lands are to be closed. We aren’t completely surprised because although we were all very well behaved today and didn’t get close to each other, it was a lot busier than I think anyone expected. The poor volunteers who were directing us were becoming very frazzled at the never ending stream of cars., flowing into the car parks.
I know this is selfish and lots of people have things a million times worse than us..but the prospect of weeks and weeks of being literally in with J is not a happy one. For any of us.
So...Day the first and Day the last of free NT entry.
How quickly that time went!😁
May health and goodness flood our world.
The End
PS I am now customer 7411 in a queue for an online supermarket!!! Might just go to bed.
Wednesday 18 March 2020
Socially distancing and such like.....
So...what days,eh??
Uncertain and a bit scary.
I know I am old but I am not old enough to remember the 2nd World War with all its privations and rationing, but I guess we have a small taste of all that right now. All called to pull together and look out for each other. Will we look back on these days as my parents did with the war...will it be a defining time?
We certainly have difficult, unprecedented times.
In films and books and things which have helped inform me of the war years, I understand that people were less keen to wait.....why wait, when tomorrow might not come??
In a light hearted way, there has been a little of that in our house today...some Easter goodies arrived in the post(since going to the shop for essentials might not include Lindor eggs)....😁
...however, M and I have scoffed all but two!!!
We thought long and hard about it.
No we didn’t.
They were delicious. Yum yum.
I currently have a leave of absence from work due to my frailty and great age(I can milk it when needed) so M and I are both at home ...he has done lots of decorating...I have watched....I have also browsed a lot of on line shops, waited in a virtual queue for the supermarket on line shop page only to find that they didn’t have the things I needed and read a lot of dross. Roll on nice weather so I can go into the garden and faff there.
J was due to have a week of respite on Friday...that is now cancelled...as is respite for the foreseeable future. M and I had decided not to send him to respite....a whole new melting pot of germs to contend with....but I am so glad the decision was made for us.
Just waiting for the MMDC axe to fall now......😨
My doctor’s appointment next week is now a telephone call....poor doctors...what a difficult time they must be having. I guess most are as in the dark as the rest of us are....yet they are the ones expected to have the answers. Give them all a medal, I say.🏅
Well, the potatoes are in, the Boy will be home shortly demanding his daily Wallace and Grommit and I have another chapter of dross to read....stops me from going completely bonkers.....(or does it?)
Stay safe and wash those hands
The End
Uncertain and a bit scary.
I know I am old but I am not old enough to remember the 2nd World War with all its privations and rationing, but I guess we have a small taste of all that right now. All called to pull together and look out for each other. Will we look back on these days as my parents did with the war...will it be a defining time?
We certainly have difficult, unprecedented times.
In films and books and things which have helped inform me of the war years, I understand that people were less keen to wait.....why wait, when tomorrow might not come??
In a light hearted way, there has been a little of that in our house today...some Easter goodies arrived in the post(since going to the shop for essentials might not include Lindor eggs)....😁
...however, M and I have scoffed all but two!!!
We thought long and hard about it.
No we didn’t.
They were delicious. Yum yum.
I currently have a leave of absence from work due to my frailty and great age(I can milk it when needed) so M and I are both at home ...he has done lots of decorating...I have watched....I have also browsed a lot of on line shops, waited in a virtual queue for the supermarket on line shop page only to find that they didn’t have the things I needed and read a lot of dross. Roll on nice weather so I can go into the garden and faff there.
J was due to have a week of respite on Friday...that is now cancelled...as is respite for the foreseeable future. M and I had decided not to send him to respite....a whole new melting pot of germs to contend with....but I am so glad the decision was made for us.
Just waiting for the MMDC axe to fall now......😨
My doctor’s appointment next week is now a telephone call....poor doctors...what a difficult time they must be having. I guess most are as in the dark as the rest of us are....yet they are the ones expected to have the answers. Give them all a medal, I say.🏅
Well, the potatoes are in, the Boy will be home shortly demanding his daily Wallace and Grommit and I have another chapter of dross to read....stops me from going completely bonkers.....(or does it?)
Stay safe and wash those hands
The End
Monday 16 March 2020
Coronavirus and mental health
So....
I assume I am not the only one who is trying quietly...and sometimes not so quietly ...not to panic.
Not just for me but for my offspring...each of them susceptible in their own ways...and then there is JBoy with a compromised immune system and no awareness of cleaning hands , keeping his distance etc etc.
My brain is in meltdown.
I am trying to do all the positive things....thinking good thoughts, looking at nature etc but it is there, lurking like a great big cloud, ready to engulf me at any moment.
Deep breathing
Mindfulness
All the things..
.yet there it remains....
dark and looming..
.the Worry Cloud.
The End
I assume I am not the only one who is trying quietly...and sometimes not so quietly ...not to panic.
Not just for me but for my offspring...each of them susceptible in their own ways...and then there is JBoy with a compromised immune system and no awareness of cleaning hands , keeping his distance etc etc.
My brain is in meltdown.
I am trying to do all the positive things....thinking good thoughts, looking at nature etc but it is there, lurking like a great big cloud, ready to engulf me at any moment.
Deep breathing
Mindfulness
All the things..
.yet there it remains....
dark and looming..
.the Worry Cloud.
The End
Monday 9 March 2020
Birthdays and that...
So....today is my birthday.
I am quite old now, apparently.
Inside I don’t feel as old as the years say I am....for which I am most grateful.
I am relieved to have reached this great age, especially as for two months or so I have been a poorly peep with viruses galore..or maybe just the one which lasted a very long time. At times I did feel aged and decidedly infirm...it was a sensation which I did not enjoy.
I returned to work on Friday and managed about an hour and a half on full Nicki throttle then slowly, like a balloon with a small hole, I began to deflate, to flag, to sink inwards......so,energy levels aren’t quite up to speed yet.😏
Thankfully, I had forewarned the Boss of this possibility and he kindly sent me away...I crawled to a nearby coffee shop and weakly ordered my fave caffeine tipple. Once supped, I felt marginally better and able to continue homewards, whereupon I fell asleep (as befits someone as aged as myself😁)until the Return of The Boy who expects full throttle mumma at all times! I endeavour not to disappoint.
The passing of time is a funny thing.....one minute you are young and supple, the next crepey-skinned and squinty (although I have been squinty since I was 9....so,not sure how that works for me). In one breath, you have a bevy of small children to rally and corral , the next a different bevy of small people are calling you ‘grandmamamamama’. In one blink, you are ‘dear’ or ‘my darling’ and asked if you need help,carrying this that or the other...and ‘Can you manage.......?’....when that blink happened,I knew the transition to Old in the eyes of the world had been made.
No. I want to shout. I am not old...just a bit more golden, silvered and worn.
My chum has a phrase which I shall adopt....I am a Queenager...that stage in which I find myself right now.
I like that.
Excuse me while I polish my crown and indulge in some birthday cake...after all, you are only young once (apparently)
The End
I am quite old now, apparently.
Inside I don’t feel as old as the years say I am....for which I am most grateful.
I am relieved to have reached this great age, especially as for two months or so I have been a poorly peep with viruses galore..or maybe just the one which lasted a very long time. At times I did feel aged and decidedly infirm...it was a sensation which I did not enjoy.
I returned to work on Friday and managed about an hour and a half on full Nicki throttle then slowly, like a balloon with a small hole, I began to deflate, to flag, to sink inwards......so,energy levels aren’t quite up to speed yet.😏
Thankfully, I had forewarned the Boss of this possibility and he kindly sent me away...I crawled to a nearby coffee shop and weakly ordered my fave caffeine tipple. Once supped, I felt marginally better and able to continue homewards, whereupon I fell asleep (as befits someone as aged as myself😁)until the Return of The Boy who expects full throttle mumma at all times! I endeavour not to disappoint.
The passing of time is a funny thing.....one minute you are young and supple, the next crepey-skinned and squinty (although I have been squinty since I was 9....so,not sure how that works for me). In one breath, you have a bevy of small children to rally and corral , the next a different bevy of small people are calling you ‘grandmamamamama’. In one blink, you are ‘dear’ or ‘my darling’ and asked if you need help,carrying this that or the other...and ‘Can you manage.......?’....when that blink happened,I knew the transition to Old in the eyes of the world had been made.
No. I want to shout. I am not old...just a bit more golden, silvered and worn.
My chum has a phrase which I shall adopt....I am a Queenager...that stage in which I find myself right now.
I like that.
Excuse me while I polish my crown and indulge in some birthday cake...after all, you are only young once (apparently)
The End
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