As time goes by things get more and more surreal; silence has largely descended on the estate - vehicles are much fewer as many people seem to be working from home and only people out for their daily 'allowed' exercise period go past and almost all of them walking the required distance apart. Today The Times printed a rainbow on the outside cover of the paper so I have cut it out and stuck it on my kitchen window over looking the road outside. I think many are finding the thought of another three weeks of isolation a little daunting - it does seem to have gone on for ever doesn't it? . But we are all in the same boat - the daily deaths have certainly not gone down at all this week so we do need to keep it up and hopefully soon see a downward curve. I just hope it has made us all stop and think - perhaps the air will be cleaner, the waters will be clearer, the pollution from our cars on the road will be less - but somehow I doubt it. We can't stop magically overnight.
Another day of being 'busy doing nothing' here - luckily I am a tidy person and now that I live alone and clean up after myself as I go along, things don't get out of hand. I certainly would not have time to do a thorough clean as my cleaning lady would do but of course in any case there is no one here to see it however untidy or dusty it gets. Another virtual coffee morning in the morning which will pass a pleasant three quarters of an hour.
The only major job today has been to go out on to the front lawn and pick off the dandelion heads! It is not a week since my gardener came and cut the lawn and today I picked 54 dandelions in bloom off the grass. I hated doing it. They are really pretty flowers. Like daisies I always think it is a shame we think of them as weeds.
On a sad note, I was chatting to my neighbour H this afternoon (at the required distance) and she mentioned that she had found parts of a dead bird which she thinks might have been a blackbird in her garden. At the same time I have not heard 'our' blackbird for a couple of days. Is it him? Or have his chicks been born and is he busy collecting food? I hope the latter, but nature is cruel and it is always the survival of the fittest. I suspect a cat was the original culprit but listening to H it is clear that the bones were picked clean by birds (pigeons?) too.
On that note I w ill say goodnight until tomorrow friends.