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| I burn a candle in memory of those who lost their Covid19 battle |
Hello Everyone,
This global pandemic continues and many have lost their lives. Others are mourning and I burn a candle for all of those who are now a number in the death statistics. In my research I discovered that the great Spanish Flu pandemic a century go lasted for two years from 1918-1920. In more recent years we have survived the Asian, Hong Kong and Bird flu pandemics. A century ago the population was 500,000,000 and 50,000,000 lost their lives. I think we all have to stay positive and hope that we don't have to endure this pandemic for so long or have so many fatalities. I'm going to share my logs from last weekend with you. Stay strong and safe, my friends.
Day
33, Saturday, Weekend time
Afternoon Peeps,
Yes I’m still here. It’s another glorious day in lockdown and I’ve spent the morning watching Love Never Dies. The sequel to Phantom of the Opera. No, I didn’t know there was a sequel either. This one was filmed at The Regent Theatre in Melbourne which explains why I didn’t recognise any of the names. It was electric and dynamic with a dramatic finale.
Yesterday, what did I do? Made the phone call to someone I met on hols in Blackpool almost five years. Although we agreed it only seemed like five minutes. That’s age for you. Relaxed. Played. Had roast chicken and jacket potato for dinner. Watched Corrie and Emmerdale followed by a repeat of an episode of Vera. Guess, it was just another Groundhog Day.
So, on to today. It will be pretty much the same. Gonna be brave and look at the figures. Covid19 is in 210 countries. Most borders and airports are closed apart from repatriation flights. There are still thousands of people all around the world who are desperate to get home but alas were in the wrong place when lockdown arrived. Yesterday, at the update, we were told that at last all those who were on cruises and refused entry to foreign shores when the virus became apparent are now back home in the UK. As for other countries, I don’t know if there are other floating vessels in isolation off foreign shores. What a nightmare it must have been. Anchored off shores and confined to a cabin. Is this the end for cruises?
2,846,000 cases. 197,000 deaths globally. All those mourning families. They never got to say goodbye. The departed one left this world alone. Even deserted at the funeral. Such sad times. Many young lives wasted. USA is getting close to the million mark. 30% of all cases are in America. Will Trump be re-elected after this? Surely not. The UK? 143,000 cases. Still sixth in the league table but getting closer to Germany’s figure of 155,000. They told us yesterday that we are at the peak as the number of daily deaths is decreasing. With this glorious weather will this trend continue or are idiots going to congregate and cause a second wave of this unpredictable virus?
It’s 2.00pm and I’m off to potter through another day. Have fun folks. Make the most of it. Before I go, I would like to share a line with you. It was written by Sofia Haslington in a letter she left for her best friend and sister-in-law before her death in the novel Look After Each Other written by yours truly! Look forward with hope but back with gratitude! Or if you’re feeling morose and sorry for yourself today because you should be on holiday, getting married or at some other event that’s been cancelled I’d like to share another common phrase which my Father frequently used, “there’s always someone worse off than yourself”. If you’re not on a ventilator fighting for your life, then there is!
Hello, I am upstairs now I'm trying to dictate on my PC. Just discovered the microphone is not switched on. I’m fiddling around now and hey it’s working I'm so surprised I just managed to turn the microphone on. Gosh I'm feeling so pleased with myself. Here goes. I wonder how you put a full stop on here. Hey, it worked What I wanted to say is that I have been observing while I've been up here. I have notice cyclists are still riding around normally. I looked out of my back window because I heard a familiar noise. One of my neighbours is getting his motorbike out; he's going to visit his elderly mother making sure she's okay. I have observed another neighbour outside playing a ball game with his daughter. That’s brought back memories. We all know how good I am with memories. In fact, I think I spend more time in the past than I do in the present or maybe it's because I fear the future.
I'm now thinking back to those glorious days in the 60s again. The summers, as we know, we're always hotter than they are today and life was better even though it didn't seem it at the time. I remember spending hours and hours alone in solitude with a ball. I would throw it against the wall and catch it successfully. I was lucky to have brilliant coordination. I seldom dropped it I could turn around and then catch it again. I could throw it under my legs turn around and still catch it or round my back and still catch it. I never got bored with ball games or a skipping rope. On looking back I think I was really lucky because we moved to Ashford Hall in 1960 where I had the luxury of a hundred acre estate to stroll around in. My favourite place in those days was the boathouse. First, it was just taking the dog for a walk. I thoroughly enjoyed the solitude of that boathouse on the River Wye and on the estate. It was only a ten-minute walk from the house through a small wooded area. It was peaceful and serene. Sometimes the peace would be disturbed by the sound of a tractor in distance. I knew it was my father at work and that was comforting. From the mid-60s onwards as my GCSE approached I would go down to that boathouse complete with books and revise without a care in the world. The joy of youth which was not appreciated at the time.
Hey, back to the present. I am further baffled while looking out I'm notice a neighbour has painted his back brick wall white. I'm wondering why. Was it just to ease boredom? It looks peculiar. Also outside the beautiful aroma of charcoal from another neighbour’s garden, smells like the family are about to have a barbecue. Why not? My nostrils will enjoy it.
That was fun using the microphone as opposed to fingers. It’s taken me longer to go through, check it and correct it than if I’d used my fingers on the keyboard.
4.30.watching/listening to the update. Shock horror or is it? UK deaths have passed the 20,000 mark and it’s expected to be 30,000 by the end of May. We are one of only five countries to reach that number and our nation is grieving with the families of those who have lost their loved ones. Pessimistic. Were we right originally when we were asking to go into lockdown earlier while Boris said that the time was not right according to science. Looking at other countries with considerable lower death figures, they went into lockdown much earlier. There’s a warning with regard to other ailments; if peeps are suffering symptoms of heart attacks, strokes, cancer or have a sick child or pregnant they should seek medical aid and visit hospitals. There’s also a rumour that it may take up to five years to clear the backlog of delayed routine operations due to Covid19. There’s a kinda nondescripts answer to that.
How’s Captain Tom doing today? Only five days until his one hundredth birthday. He’s been given a pride of Britain award. Raised around £29,000,000. 70,000 cards! Wow! Optimism after the update and that’s what we all need.
Right, time to make that phone call.
Day 34, Sunday.
Watching Songs of Praise. It’s Sunday and 1.15. No, I’ve not just got out of bed. I was downstairs, dressed if not washed at 10.15 waiting for the morning service. Now, after two hymn singing sessions I’m feeling uplifted and ready to face another week of lockdown.
What else have I done? Last night I had another of those Italian meals purchased on Wednesday with wine and followed by ice cream and chocolate. Watched Britain’s got Talent. Wondering if they’ll be able to do the life shows next month or not. Then had a nice relaxing bubble bath before going to bed.
I’ve always been a night owl and never been able to face the morning. I think morning peeps should suffer some penance for annoying the rest of us as we slumber on. But like most peeps, I guess, in these unprecedented times I’m finding it easier to stay up and harder to force myself to face another Groundhog Day. It’s nice to know I’m in good company on that one.
So far, today, between services I’ve strained myself to do some ironing and another wash load. To be more precise, a winter blanket is now going round and round in my new washing machine. It’s that time of year when the sun shines, the weather is better, and we all go mad with washing.
The beautiful bluebells are arriving in my garden and the trees are in full leaf. A sign that nature continues whatever. I see the green leaves of other plants slowly emerging forth; soon I will have blue and pink geraniums, lovely white daisies and hydrangeas to admire. I am thankful for small mercies.
Will move on to washing up, working and pottering. Be happy. Think positive. If you’re not on a ventilator count your blessings.
Okay peeps, I’m back. It’s 7.30 pm and we are half way through a family programme of The Chaser. This afternoon the sun kinda disappeared but it’s still warm although the weather forecast says that we are to expect changeable, cooler conditions this week. Not good but we must keep smiling, mustn’t we? I’ve completed the washing up, have a blanket drying now, updated my diary, worked and made a surprise phone call. I pointed out to the recipient that it was not her day but I thought I would phone her anyway. She was a little cheesed off because she had made her Christmas cake but alas had no greaseproof paper and therefore could not bake it until tomorrow. Yes, Christmas cake, you read it correctly. It is always good to bake a fruit cake early giving it time to mature before required. Guess it’s like wine. However, that comment sent me down memory lane. You must be getting used to this by now.
In 1964 I made my first Christmas cake in Domestic Science at school. (Whoops, I digress. It’s raining now.) Anyway, back to that cake. I remember spending my pocket money on the decorations. I purchased a little signpost, robin and two others which I can’t remember from a place call Bloomers in Bakewell and the total cost was about 1s or one shilling in old money. Today one shilling is 5p! Also, that shop is still going. I’m sure four cake decorations would cost more than 5p today.
I’ve had dinner pork schnitzel, jacket potato and salad followed by banana and ice cream. Still drinking the wine. Going to make my listed phone call for today in a few minutes. Then, I shall have more wine with chocolate while watching Killing Eve, series 3.
Well, there goes another a Groundhog Day. Captain Tom is one nearer is 100 mark and I’ve decided to leave my cards up and share them with him on Thursday. So, until tomorrow sleep well. Goodnight.
All my love and prayers are for you all. Stay safe and well. Try and smile through this disaster. Smiles are contagious and make you feel better.
Lady M xxxx
Afternoon Peeps,
Yes I’m still here. It’s another glorious day in lockdown and I’ve spent the morning watching Love Never Dies. The sequel to Phantom of the Opera. No, I didn’t know there was a sequel either. This one was filmed at The Regent Theatre in Melbourne which explains why I didn’t recognise any of the names. It was electric and dynamic with a dramatic finale.
Yesterday, what did I do? Made the phone call to someone I met on hols in Blackpool almost five years. Although we agreed it only seemed like five minutes. That’s age for you. Relaxed. Played. Had roast chicken and jacket potato for dinner. Watched Corrie and Emmerdale followed by a repeat of an episode of Vera. Guess, it was just another Groundhog Day.
So, on to today. It will be pretty much the same. Gonna be brave and look at the figures. Covid19 is in 210 countries. Most borders and airports are closed apart from repatriation flights. There are still thousands of people all around the world who are desperate to get home but alas were in the wrong place when lockdown arrived. Yesterday, at the update, we were told that at last all those who were on cruises and refused entry to foreign shores when the virus became apparent are now back home in the UK. As for other countries, I don’t know if there are other floating vessels in isolation off foreign shores. What a nightmare it must have been. Anchored off shores and confined to a cabin. Is this the end for cruises?
2,846,000 cases. 197,000 deaths globally. All those mourning families. They never got to say goodbye. The departed one left this world alone. Even deserted at the funeral. Such sad times. Many young lives wasted. USA is getting close to the million mark. 30% of all cases are in America. Will Trump be re-elected after this? Surely not. The UK? 143,000 cases. Still sixth in the league table but getting closer to Germany’s figure of 155,000. They told us yesterday that we are at the peak as the number of daily deaths is decreasing. With this glorious weather will this trend continue or are idiots going to congregate and cause a second wave of this unpredictable virus?
It’s 2.00pm and I’m off to potter through another day. Have fun folks. Make the most of it. Before I go, I would like to share a line with you. It was written by Sofia Haslington in a letter she left for her best friend and sister-in-law before her death in the novel Look After Each Other written by yours truly! Look forward with hope but back with gratitude! Or if you’re feeling morose and sorry for yourself today because you should be on holiday, getting married or at some other event that’s been cancelled I’d like to share another common phrase which my Father frequently used, “there’s always someone worse off than yourself”. If you’re not on a ventilator fighting for your life, then there is!
Hello, I am upstairs now I'm trying to dictate on my PC. Just discovered the microphone is not switched on. I’m fiddling around now and hey it’s working I'm so surprised I just managed to turn the microphone on. Gosh I'm feeling so pleased with myself. Here goes. I wonder how you put a full stop on here. Hey, it worked What I wanted to say is that I have been observing while I've been up here. I have notice cyclists are still riding around normally. I looked out of my back window because I heard a familiar noise. One of my neighbours is getting his motorbike out; he's going to visit his elderly mother making sure she's okay. I have observed another neighbour outside playing a ball game with his daughter. That’s brought back memories. We all know how good I am with memories. In fact, I think I spend more time in the past than I do in the present or maybe it's because I fear the future.
I'm now thinking back to those glorious days in the 60s again. The summers, as we know, we're always hotter than they are today and life was better even though it didn't seem it at the time. I remember spending hours and hours alone in solitude with a ball. I would throw it against the wall and catch it successfully. I was lucky to have brilliant coordination. I seldom dropped it I could turn around and then catch it again. I could throw it under my legs turn around and still catch it or round my back and still catch it. I never got bored with ball games or a skipping rope. On looking back I think I was really lucky because we moved to Ashford Hall in 1960 where I had the luxury of a hundred acre estate to stroll around in. My favourite place in those days was the boathouse. First, it was just taking the dog for a walk. I thoroughly enjoyed the solitude of that boathouse on the River Wye and on the estate. It was only a ten-minute walk from the house through a small wooded area. It was peaceful and serene. Sometimes the peace would be disturbed by the sound of a tractor in distance. I knew it was my father at work and that was comforting. From the mid-60s onwards as my GCSE approached I would go down to that boathouse complete with books and revise without a care in the world. The joy of youth which was not appreciated at the time.
Hey, back to the present. I am further baffled while looking out I'm notice a neighbour has painted his back brick wall white. I'm wondering why. Was it just to ease boredom? It looks peculiar. Also outside the beautiful aroma of charcoal from another neighbour’s garden, smells like the family are about to have a barbecue. Why not? My nostrils will enjoy it.
That was fun using the microphone as opposed to fingers. It’s taken me longer to go through, check it and correct it than if I’d used my fingers on the keyboard.
4.30.watching/listening to the update. Shock horror or is it? UK deaths have passed the 20,000 mark and it’s expected to be 30,000 by the end of May. We are one of only five countries to reach that number and our nation is grieving with the families of those who have lost their loved ones. Pessimistic. Were we right originally when we were asking to go into lockdown earlier while Boris said that the time was not right according to science. Looking at other countries with considerable lower death figures, they went into lockdown much earlier. There’s a warning with regard to other ailments; if peeps are suffering symptoms of heart attacks, strokes, cancer or have a sick child or pregnant they should seek medical aid and visit hospitals. There’s also a rumour that it may take up to five years to clear the backlog of delayed routine operations due to Covid19. There’s a kinda nondescripts answer to that.
How’s Captain Tom doing today? Only five days until his one hundredth birthday. He’s been given a pride of Britain award. Raised around £29,000,000. 70,000 cards! Wow! Optimism after the update and that’s what we all need.
Right, time to make that phone call.
Day 34, Sunday.
Watching Songs of Praise. It’s Sunday and 1.15. No, I’ve not just got out of bed. I was downstairs, dressed if not washed at 10.15 waiting for the morning service. Now, after two hymn singing sessions I’m feeling uplifted and ready to face another week of lockdown.
What else have I done? Last night I had another of those Italian meals purchased on Wednesday with wine and followed by ice cream and chocolate. Watched Britain’s got Talent. Wondering if they’ll be able to do the life shows next month or not. Then had a nice relaxing bubble bath before going to bed.
I’ve always been a night owl and never been able to face the morning. I think morning peeps should suffer some penance for annoying the rest of us as we slumber on. But like most peeps, I guess, in these unprecedented times I’m finding it easier to stay up and harder to force myself to face another Groundhog Day. It’s nice to know I’m in good company on that one.
So far, today, between services I’ve strained myself to do some ironing and another wash load. To be more precise, a winter blanket is now going round and round in my new washing machine. It’s that time of year when the sun shines, the weather is better, and we all go mad with washing.
The beautiful bluebells are arriving in my garden and the trees are in full leaf. A sign that nature continues whatever. I see the green leaves of other plants slowly emerging forth; soon I will have blue and pink geraniums, lovely white daisies and hydrangeas to admire. I am thankful for small mercies.
Will move on to washing up, working and pottering. Be happy. Think positive. If you’re not on a ventilator count your blessings.
Okay peeps, I’m back. It’s 7.30 pm and we are half way through a family programme of The Chaser. This afternoon the sun kinda disappeared but it’s still warm although the weather forecast says that we are to expect changeable, cooler conditions this week. Not good but we must keep smiling, mustn’t we? I’ve completed the washing up, have a blanket drying now, updated my diary, worked and made a surprise phone call. I pointed out to the recipient that it was not her day but I thought I would phone her anyway. She was a little cheesed off because she had made her Christmas cake but alas had no greaseproof paper and therefore could not bake it until tomorrow. Yes, Christmas cake, you read it correctly. It is always good to bake a fruit cake early giving it time to mature before required. Guess it’s like wine. However, that comment sent me down memory lane. You must be getting used to this by now.
In 1964 I made my first Christmas cake in Domestic Science at school. (Whoops, I digress. It’s raining now.) Anyway, back to that cake. I remember spending my pocket money on the decorations. I purchased a little signpost, robin and two others which I can’t remember from a place call Bloomers in Bakewell and the total cost was about 1s or one shilling in old money. Today one shilling is 5p! Also, that shop is still going. I’m sure four cake decorations would cost more than 5p today.
I’ve had dinner pork schnitzel, jacket potato and salad followed by banana and ice cream. Still drinking the wine. Going to make my listed phone call for today in a few minutes. Then, I shall have more wine with chocolate while watching Killing Eve, series 3.
Well, there goes another a Groundhog Day. Captain Tom is one nearer is 100 mark and I’ve decided to leave my cards up and share them with him on Thursday. So, until tomorrow sleep well. Goodnight.
All my love and prayers are for you all. Stay safe and well. Try and smile through this disaster. Smiles are contagious and make you feel better.
Lady M xxxx
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