In the time of the virus: day 98 (Monday)

My Monday morning meeting with myself was productive, but reminded me just how much I need to fit into this week.  Lots of urgent jobs that need to be jobbed, plus several fun arrangements too (depending how the weather turns out).

A bit like they say about London buses – after a drought, this week I have two garden visits booked – one with a friend, and the other with Malcolm to celebrate his birthday.  Both are favourite gardens that previously we could just turn up to visit, but now (understandably and reassuringly) we have to book in advance.  Today we met with a couple of friends for a walk (but mostly a chat), and tomorrow we’ll be looking after granddaughter at our house.  She hasn’t been here since November; we wonder how much she’ll remember.  Plus there’s a still-secret plan for a fun outing at the weekend.  However, having to do everything outdoors is definitely feeling difficult now that the weather has changed.  As the weekend amply illustrated.

I began this week with a productive morning.  Batch cooking our go-to pasta sauce seemed like (and was) a good idea, but would have been better if my ability to judge the capacity of kitchen pots and pans was more accurate.  Still, I got it done.  And while the sauce was bubbling away I jobbed several important admin jobs.

It was completely full – I had to keep the lid on to stop it bubbling over

Somehow the morning rushed by too fast, and soon it was time to go to meet up with the first friends we’ve met in person since lockdown.  Another ‘halfway’ meeting point for a walk in the forest and then flasks and cake together.  So good to see them.  They’ve had their own difficult times in lockdown, including close family illness needing one of them to become a carer, followed by bereavement and the difficulties of arranging a funeral in lockdown (thankfully at least a a time when funerals could be attended by several people; but a very different funeral from the one it would have been in normal times).    So many of life’s challenges to navigate in such difficult times.

And now to bed – tomorrow can’t come soon enough for me.  I hope you too have something to look forward to tomorrow, however small a thing that might be xx


About deborah @ the magic jug

Now I've passed 60 I'm still doing all sorts of things I haven't done before, as well as carrying on with the things I already love. I live a happy life with my long term love Malcolm. In my blog I explore local and low tech ideas, food, growing, making, reading, thinking, walking, and lots of other words ending in 'ing'.
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2 Responses to In the time of the virus: day 98 (Monday)

  1. Jennifer Young says:

    Dear Deborah, I just wanted to let you know how much I have enjoyed reading ‘in the time of virus’
    It has been so nice to read about the rhythm of your days and how you have coped with the dreadful time we find ourselves in. You are so busy and achieve such a lot! I have found your diary inspiring and also comforting & I have looked forward to the email arriving every evening. I live in Somerset and often visit Bath so many of the places you refer to are familiar, I have even visited the farm! Your blog is truly a gem.
    Thank You,


    • Jennifer – thank you SO much for this! What a lovely message to receive. I picked it up last night, too late to want to reply but it gave me such a warm glow to read it.
      I have to say that contrary to any appearances, I’m at heart a very lazy person, and could happily sit around not doing very much at all. It’s to counter this that I try to keep busy and do stuff.
      I’m so pleased that you’ve visited the farm, and hope that before too much longer we’ll be able to open properly again. But we’ll be doing it very gently and cautiously.
      Once again, thank you so much xx


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