How quickly Fridays come round - or any other day for that matter - and I suppose, like a lot of you, a calendar is vital to establish what day it is anyway.
I have just been reading about The Pilgrim Fathers.If you think we are having it tough under Covid conditions it makes tough reading. It is 400 years next month since 102 of them set sail from Plymouth on the Mayflower, intending to set up a 'Spiritual Jerusalem' in North America - hopefully in Virginia. Because the drinking water on board was so bad they were each allocated a gallon of beer a day throughout the trip (6 percent alcohol) so it is hardly surprising that they actually ended up at Cape Cod about 500 miles from their intended destination. And to add to their troubles, within just over fifty years they had fought a fierce battle with the indigenous population in which they lost more than were lost in the American Civil War (per capita). What dreadful trials and tribulations they must have gone through - makes our troubles seem light by comparison. Each generation seems to have it easier (covid notwithstanding) - when I think what I have to do compared with my mother's generation and how I take things like my own car, a computer, dishwasher, washer, drier, fridge and freezer as essentials I am almost ashamed to own them. My mother worked so hard and accepted it as her lot. And I have no doubt our children will have it easier - relaxing behind the wheel of a self drive car before long I have no doubt.
The weather has deteriorated as the day has progressed. I woke to a pleasant sunny morning with a light breeze but now it is cloudy and windy and chilly - and I have gone into winter-woollies. I have a Zoom with three friends in a couple of hours so I intend to go and put my feet up for that break in between - after several really good nights I had a bad night again last night and am feeling in need of sleep. Have a good day and see you tomorrow.