I am so very tired. No energy to write much again today. It seems to be a pattern, where I’m fine for the early part of the day, then slump around 4pm, after which not much gets done.
- washed up, changed bedding, put on a machine load of washing.
- made blackcurrant jam (just a few jars – a bit too runny, but tastes delicious).
- finished the 6 face coverings ordered by a neighbour.
- finished the sheet for granddaughter’s new/old bed.
- did a bit of Farm work.
- collected the eggs and watered selected plants on the allotment (and admired the tiny baby aubergines along the way).
- sorted my cotton yarn and weighed the small balls to see which I could use for more dishcloths and which I will need to find another use for.
- started knitting (yet) another dishcloth.
- caught up with a friend in a phone call – it seems we may meet friends of theirs, a Spanish couple who are moving to Bath. I do hope so.
- swapped memories with a friend about a UN Association conference in London for young people we went to together in 1973 (I found the programme while I was looking for something else. Sometimes being a hoarder pays off). We were of course young people then. I think our school must have suggested it to us and paid for us to go, because I can’t imagine how else we would have come to do it. We both stayed with my aunty and uncle and we had a right giggle.
- wondered how anyone is meant to make sense of the government guidance on what they say is and isn’t safe to do; and how on earth we are to avoid the worst case scenario of 120,000 more deaths over the winter. That’s almost twice as many excess deaths as we’ve already experienced. While also dealing with the impact of Brexit happening at the same time. Truly terrifying.
Actually, when I put it like that, it seems like I managed to fit in quite a bit. Not too shabby, as our friend in Canada would say.
And then I ran out of steam.
Good night, sleep well. See you again tomorrow I hope xx