When you live alone Sundays tend to become non-days somehow. I am not a churchgoer, people tend to be either out somewhere or at home with their families and, certainly on our estate, there are far less people about. I suppose dogs must take their owners for a walk on Sundays just as they do on other days but Priscilla and I rarely see them. This morning's regular walk round produced not a single person to speak to - we went around ten o'clock -until a hundred yards from our own front door M came out of her front door on her way to chapel and we walked as far as my front door together. And we arrived at the same moment as large spots of rain - so just in time.
Well, The Olympics is over - Paralympics to come in a fortnight - and the closing ceremony has taken place. I understand that the idea of holding the games at all in the light of the Covid crisis was not all that popular with the Japanese people and I hear today on the News that Covid has really raged in the country while the games have been running, so I expect there may well be some examination as to whether it was a good idea or not. Time will tell. These are troubled times indeed.
And now on the News today is the issue again of Climate Change with the dreadful wild fires raging in Greece and people being evacuated from their homes and even from some islands. How terrifying that must be.
So, all in all, not an altogether cheerful post today friends, although it has been good to see the proud faces of all those medal winners who have striven to get up to winning standard over the past few years and who have made it - and thoroughly deserved to do so. A sincere well done to them all and a sincere thanks to them for the pleasure they have give those of us who have been following their progress.