Thursday - well it could be any day really couldn't it? My markers that map out my week have now all disappeared - Monday the lady comes to clean my bungalow and Book Group meet once a month, Tuesday coffee with friends (or Strugglers every third Tuesday) and lunch out on two Tuesdays in the month, Wednesday free but often out to lunch with a friend, Thursday hair appointment, Friday coffee with 'the gang' followed by lunch out, Saturday - various things, Sunday lunch with same three friends every week. Now every one of those things is on hold. I really have little need to open my front door apart from if the postman rings or an order is delivered. Everything is stilled.
Not such a bad thing - ( time to take stock.) I speak several times a day to my son about various things, speak to neighbours if I walk out with Percy (haven't been today) and phone friends in the same situation - or they phone me. Today I have had a very bad headache, so took some Paracetamol and, after tidying round everywhere, I went back to bed and travelled the Sahara with Michael Palin! I have read his book several times before but I could read about this part of the world over and over again because apart from Marrakech I have not visited it. Now it is nine in the evening and I feel ready for bed again, so soon it will be Horlicks time.
It does seem as though 'total lockdown' may well be with us before long. I am practising it already - I can't see any point in not doing. I feel I owe it to other people to not go about. It doesn't appear that the virus has reached here yet but of course we don't know do we?
So, as I keep saying, instead of looking for it let's all look for the spring flowers coming up in our gardens, look out for anyone around who might need help with anything (our local very good grocers have started a home delivery service), keep soldiering on and hope it is all soon over.