Day 8: Two's company, three's an unlawful gathering

Well we all knew it was coming, it was just a question of when. Now is not the time to get despondent, but rather Keep Calm and Stay At Home.

I have thought long and hard about whether it is appropriate to continue with this blog in light of the seriousness of what's unfolding. While I may come across as glib, it goes without saying that I hope all my readers are staying safe and well and following the Government's advice. 

My intention in starting this blog (apart from rescuing my Daughter from being the sole audience for my witticisms) was always to provide a little light relief in the face of unwavering gloom, and I'm doubly proud to see our community chat beginning to flourish. 
I’m also reliably informed that I’ve had over 1000 views, from 5 different countries, in the past week. Not too shabby for an oldie!

While a vaccine might technically be the best medicine, laughter must surely come a close second. On this basis I have chosen to continue my daily, somewhat irreverent, musings....




The Husband received a text from a retired anaesthetist friend this morning informing him of the frantic efforts of the NHS to get people like him and his brother out of retirement to man the wards, and how his nephew with no anaesthetic training whatsoever is now doing exactly that in an ITU unit. So his advice is ‘unless you want to be intubated and ventilated by a chiropodist,,,,stay indoors as you've been told’ - very sound advice!!



Scientists have produced a day-by-day breakdown of the typical Covid-19 symptoms, most of which we know already by heart – I have a tick chart in the kitchen which I go through each morning just to make sure I’m alive. To be fair I did this before the Corona: at my age you can’t be too careful. I don’t want to alarm anyone but along with the well known symptoms I have now learned that the following may also occur:  confusion, dizziness and difficulty in walking. The only trouble with that is that most of us have those already (even before the alcoholism takes hold) so how to properly self-diagnose? No doubt clarificatory guidance will be forthcoming.  

I think that in the coming weeks we may see ourselves resorting to communicating with the outside world by holding up handwritten signs in our windows. Bit like ‘Bob a Job week’ only it’s not a ‘bob’, it’s going to be longer than a week and of course you’re doing the jobs yourself! So my advice is to stock up on A4 paper and card, they could be colour coded and we could then make some Blue Peter style notices that may be useful. For instance NEED FOOD URGENTLY, DESPERATE FOR GIN, RE-USING LOO PAPER – I’m sure you can think of others but I’m certainly not going to spoon feed you. You must keep yourselves busy!

Silver Dream Machine and I went for a walk yesterday each holding the end of a 6 foot tape measure just to be sure we were far enough apart. She informed me that we should be a ‘dead body’ apart but honestly, I prefer the tape measure as it’s not as heavy to carry. Like Cornish Maid we both decided to clean windows today. Unfortunately, no walk together today for obvious reasons but I have spoken to her – neither of us has done the windows!

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  1. Pleased you are carrying on your musings....we all know the situation is very serious but amusing jottings do not detract from that. Slowly building up a picture of this 70 year old writer....there are still some gaps in it.

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  2. I have recently made some interesting observations on the evolutionary front. We historically have massive "murmurations" of starlings that fly over my house at sunset and roost in a copse of trees on Bodmin Moor. I first noticed about a week ago that their flight path had changed direction and now they have disappeared totally. Have they made own isolation provision? Secondly, to keep myself amused yesterday, I thought I would clean out the water wall and rill in the garden. I was amazed after a few dips with grandsons' crabbing net to keep pulling up earthworms. The water is about 1ft deep and the worms were alive, well sized and just a bit pinker ( probably after they had had several showers under the water wall). Does that mean worms are the first creatures starting a new evolutionary process of returning to the sea? - they won't have far to travel from my garden to the coast.
    Finally, joy of joys. At 6 o'clock this morning I awoke with the one thought on my mind - will I be able to eat next month since there are still no internet shopping slots available and was amazed to find one on 18th April. I then completed this triumph by arranging a fruit and veg. and egg! delivery from my local greengrocer which has just arrived - so no scurvy or rickets for me.
    Definite advantages to having a little community and hopefully we will remain that way.
    Keep sane and healthy.
    PS: the thought of a chiropodist moonlighting as an anaesthetist quite appeals since there is no other way of getting your nails done at present.











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