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Tag Archives: Celebrations
In the time of the virus: mark 2 day 26 (Monday)
I seem to have forgotten how to count. Today is day 26 of the current lockdown. I need to go back and change the numbers of earlier posts. Things fall apart… Today we celebrated the 45th anniversary of when we … Continue reading
In the time of the virus: mark 2 day 3
No words needed today, beyond saying that I’m off to bed a happier woman than I was this morning. Take care, see you again soon xx
In the time of the virus: happy new year
As you can tell from the very fact that I’m writing this now, I’m by no means a religious observant Jew. Nonetheless, I appreciate the rhythms and patterns of the year, and endeavour to mark them in some way or … Continue reading
In the time of the virus: the birthday weekend
What a weekend it was. It began on Friday evening and continued to Sunday evening. 48 hours of family togetherness. The sons and partners and I spent several weeks planning our first get together since Christmas, to celebrate Malcolm’s birthday. … Continue reading
In the time of the virus: birthday time
OK so I wrote the whole post, and for the first time ever WordPress swallowed it whole and refused to spit it back out again. Sorry, but I’m too plum tuckered to rewrite it. Know only that we had a … Continue reading
Posted in Family, In the time of the virus, Local
Tagged Celebrations, Family, lockdown, Simplicity, Social distancing, Stourhead
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In the time of the virus: just another day
So after yesterday’s milestone (100 days), today’s another day. A very busy one, as it turned out, so not much energy (or time) left to write much. I spent quite a bit of today working on the allotment, and got … Continue reading
In the time of the virus: day 59
The highlight of our day today was the visit from youngest son. Unexpected (until yesterday) and a delight. It was so lovely to see him in person at long last. Hard not to hug, but so much better than only … Continue reading
In the time of the virus: day 56
Whew. I slept so well last night. What a blessed relief. I felt much much more human today, and able to do some of the things that had slipped through the net last week. One of which was sending round … Continue reading
Pick yourself up, dust yourself off, and start all over again
I know, this has been a bruising time for many of us, and will continue to be so for many many more. It’s important to take some time for ourselves to grieve over what might have been. But after that, … Continue reading
Posted in Climate change, Community, Do what you can with what you have, Inspirations, Seeing differently, Uncategorized, Whatever next?
Tagged Celebrations, Community, Coping, Freiburg, From what is to what if, Frome, Local, Localism, Preston, Public services, Reflections, Resilience, Resistence, Rob Hopkins
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Six good things (not) on Saturday (October 2019)
Well it would have been 5 on Friday, then moved to 6 on Saturday; 6 on Sunday. And still I hadn’t finished writing. I have now. It may not alliterate but at least it’s finished. Because heaven knows in … Continue reading