Monthly Archives: March 2020

Possibly the thing I miss most at the moment is the gym. And the latte afterwards. But mostly the gym. Today the loss of exercise was replaced by an unexpected parcel delivery. (Unexpected in that I didn’t know it was … Continue reading →

The Garden of One Thousand Yaps has quite a few pots in it and, it seems, they are often in the wrong place. Since the gardeners didn’t come as scheduled today, it felt only right that I should be employed … Continue reading →

Back in 2012, during one of our regular Paris jaunts, we were introduced to the delights of beef and cheese. Actually, I found it delightful. Mirinda wasn’t so keen. It wasn’t the actual taste of beef and cheese in combination. … Continue reading →

The Lion and Lamb Yard was full of patiently queuing Sub 65’s as I sat reading a bit of Naomi Klein (That Changes Everything). Like the non-elderly, non-infirm, I was waiting for the clock to tick to 9 o’clock. I … Continue reading →

I didn’t leave the house and garden today. I’m restricting myself to shopping for two days at a time rather than my usual every day. Perhaps it makes a difference at Waitrose, I don’t know, but I’d like to think … Continue reading →

I have to remember each day to let Mirinda know which one it is. She’s used to going into town, working, going to the flat, having long, boring, face-to-face meetings, etc, etc. Now her routine is a little more static. … Continue reading →

In all the excitement of yesterday’s unexciting post, I forgot to mention the fight we witnessed at Frensham Little Pond yesterday. It was all over social distancing in a strange kind of way. It also caused quite a ruckus. The … Continue reading →

This morning, Waitrose was almost back to normal. There were a few more people than usual but no great crowds of queuing under 65’s outside while us ancients happily picked and packed. It was all most civilised and greatly welcomed. … Continue reading →