Tuesday, 28 April 2020

Is madness creeping in?

CV 19 The daily record  Monday 27th April 2020.

35 days in lockdown.


After breakfast we set off into High Wycombe for the 2 weekly shop. This is something I hate, I get really anxious and worked up about it. Today was different as when we arrived at Aldi there was no one there, no queues and hardly anyone in the shop.  Armed with gardening gloves, mine pink and Ian’s green, some facemasks well actually eye masks we entered the dangerous zone. People are wearing all types of PPE that will probably offer no protection at all, but it makes me feel better. I am also getting better at the cross contamination thing. Ian immediately went wandering off with the trolley but I soon reined him back in. All done and back in the car we went to ASDA for fuel, no one there either. Fuel was £102.7 a litre marvellous. I nearly didn’t fill the car up as we won't need the fuel then realised what a foolish thought to have. Back home within the hour and relax.

The weather today is cooler but there are sunny spells. Rain is forecast for much of the rest of the week, so I am going to potter in the garden. Ian takes himself off to see if the peregrine is around and get some exercise as we wont be able to get a walk in for a couple of days. All the bulbs I pulled up the other week have dried out nicely so I bag them up and label them. This year I had grown Tulips in pots and it worked quite well (Stole the idea from a visit to Amsterdam) so I need to ensure I don’t get the colours mixed up. Then I potted on some seedlings I have been growing. Oh I did enjoy it, potter, potter, potter.  At this juncture I must apologise for one of many typos I am sure, but just to put thing right and assure that I am not waiting for knickers to arrive so I can bury them in the garden, not gone that mad just yet. I meant PLANTS not PANTS. Also apologise for any other spelling or grammatical errors if they offend you but sometimes I can’t be bothered to read it back and have to wait for Ian to correct me.
Ian arrived back after a while (No Peregrine) and he mowed the lawn and trimmed the edges, snipped off some bits that are starting to seed and the mower doesn’t get them These were seen off with a pair of scissors.  Well perhaps we are going mad as when he came home he went to get changed into gardening clothes went to pay a visit and then came out in just his boxers forgetting to put his shorts on. I see a theme of underwear developing here.
I spent late afternoon preparing dinner while Ian read and we waited for the daily briefing.

Dinner prep pre Chicken
We caught up with Van Der Valk in the evening which we both enjoyed.

Dinner was Spanish Chicken and rice. Ian gave it a 10/10. I just made it up onions, peppers, chorizo, garlic and red wine and some left over Chicken.










Other News.

Boris says we are at the maximum danger point, as a second wave cannot be allowed to happen. We must obey the lockdown rules and stay home while they sort out an exit strategy.
They hammer home again that people must use the NHS for other illnesses, this is obviously becoming a problem and people are dying as they won't go to hospital. Either scared that they will get CV19 or to save the NHS.
There will be a pay-out of £60,000 for families of NHS and care workers that have died of CV19.
A short-term life assurance scheme has also been set up for key workers.
Global cases of CV19 reach 3 million as countries ease lockdown.
The reports deaths in the UK were very low yesterday due to the weekend up by 360. The curve is flattening but not decreasing.
Australia has reported very few deaths and lots of people have downloaded a contact tracker.

2 comments:

Sarah D-S said...

Since Ian visited that nudist beach all those years ago you (and your neighbours) are lucky he at least put his pants on!

Sarah D-S said...

Sounds like a lovely day; I love being able to potter about indoors or out :-)

Hopefully your neighbours will have taken notice of Boris' statement yesterday and realise there's still a way to go before we can all go out socialising without the social-distancing.