I went in to our local Co-op although I am having my order from Tesco by home delivery this week - our Post Office is located at the back of the Co-op. Wandering round the fruit and veg looking for bananas (can't bear a day without and I have run out) I saw my very favourite stir fry - Oriental greens with mango and chilli. It is supposed to be for two and there is quite a lot of it - but I adore it. I took a pack and then, wandering round, speculated on what protein I could stir fry with it. Passed the bacon lardons - perfect. That was my lunch sorted. Got home, started the lardons off in the pan until the fat was running, added the greens and turned the heat up high. Stirred continuously for three minutes, tipped on to a hot plate, shook soy sauce over it and ate it. It was simply delicious and I ate the lot.
So, although it is Friday, I didn't buy fish from our lovely fish stall. No, instead I bought a dressed crab and intend to have crab and mustard and cress sandwiches for my tea. How's that for a day of deliciousness?
I watched the News Conference on Corvid 19 last evening. I thought it was a very comprehensive look at the state of things - I am rarely impressed by Boris, but I thought he came out of it very well.
I just hope that everyone abides by the suggestion to constantly wash one's hands although it is not easy. I brought home a bag this morning with just half a dozen things in it - my prescription from the chemist (in a paper bag), my dressed crab (in a plastic bag from the fishmonger) and four items from the supermarket - oranges in a box, bananas in a fairtrade plastic bag, stirfry veg in a plastic box and lardons in a plastic box. When I came in I washed my hands, then unpacked the items, then washed my hands again, then put them all away, then washed my hands again, if the virus was on any of the items is it now in the fridge and/or the fruit bowl? At just what point can one stop washing one's hands?
It is almost a Spring day today - flowers are springing up in everyone's gardens, the wind has almost dropped to a light breeze (in the Post Office a six foot man - no lightweight either - told me that yesterday the wind blew him over in our Market Square) and I have just had a stroll round the estate with my Rollator. Now ready for a sit down with a cup of tea. Until tomorrow...