Wasn't it good to go to bed feeling nothing but joy from seeing the joy of Rose on winning Strictly? And also seeing the pleasure John and Johannes got in seeing them win. As the scores showed - there was no difference in their performances and John actually said they didn't mind whether they won or not, whereas Rose was desperate to win and John actually said he had still enjoyed every moment from start to finish. The whole programme must have done such good for the deaf community and - hopefully - for the gay community too. Yes, we have come a long way in our acceptance of the gay community but we are not there yet by a long way. I have gay friends and I have a trans grand child - both are happy in their relationships and as far as I know are well accepted. But I think one would have to be a member of the community and have experience of living alongside everyone before one could really say how it was. Hopefully after John and Johannes more people will have learned to accept it.
Very sharp frost here this morning - the coldest night of the year so far. This morning a very sharp frost - my front lawn is white - and drifting fog - gone one minute, here the next. I dare n't venture out with Priscilla until all vestige of ice on the footpath has disappeared.
It is now bedtime and I have recalled my blog to add a bit more to it. The promise of sunshine and blue sky disappeared as soon as the fog began to clear and it has been a dull, dismal day but not particularly cold. I forced myself to get hold of Priscilla and walk round the block. I didn't feel like it )don't think Priscilla did either)) but by the time I got to the bottom of the drive I knew I had done the right thing. I met a lady with an elderly Labrador and we had a five minute chat - very pleasant, and then M next door saw me coming up the road and popped out for a chat, so that plus my carer, then both my God daughter and my son on the phone meant five nice chats altogether. So important I think.
When my son rang he was also watching the Snooker final with Ronnie O'Sullivan playing Neil Robertson. We talked about O'Sullivan's 'cool', My son said he got there with only aQuarter of an hour to spare one day in the week - his excuse was that he happened to be passing Marks and Spencer and he fancied a cream scone and a cup of coffee so he nipped in for one. - He won- a cheque for £100,000 - I wondered what my father (a keen snooker fan) would have thought of that sort of prize money (or indeed the weekly pay of some of the top footballers) - I am sure he would never believe it.
Stay safe from Omicron dear friends - see you tomorrow.