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Tag Archives: Stourhead
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: 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
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Tagged Celebrations, Family, lockdown, Simplicity, Social distancing, Stourhead
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In the time of the virus: day 78
The weather was good so we went out early for the walk we’d decided on yesterday – an old favourite, through the woodland on the Stourhead Estate (but not going into the gardens, or using the garden car park). It … Continue reading
In the time of the virus: day 70 (Monday)
It’s day 70. It’s no longer March, nor April, nor even May. Now we’re in June. Spring has gone, and it’s officially summer. And I’m fearful that all those hard weeks of lockdown are being wantonly thrown away by the … Continue reading