Watching the news is obsessive-compulsive at the moment – it’s a bit like the old-fashioned Telethons where we used to sit up all night scared we would miss something really good . . . I don’t think we ever did despite sleeping and waking in fits and starts on the sofa for countless hours!
Skyrocketing numbers of infections and deaths world-wide, globally plunging share-markets, most country’s borders closed – some with 50 kilometre queues of vehicles with people being tested on the way through. Already broken businesses littering every high street and industrial park on the face of the earth, shattering lives for countless millions of people of all nationalities . . . where will it all end?
Just growing old disgracefully without coronovirus is starting to look like a highly desirable personal goal! The alternative doesn’t even bear thinking about, does it! But the biggest worry is of course what is happening to your nearest and dearest . . . striving to keep their kids safe, keeping themselves safe, hanging on to their life-support jobs or businesses. Keeping their employees and their families safe. Juggling now unmanageable projects against the odds. Endeavouring to make ends meet in dire circumstances.
Who can work out what everyone’s new normal will be by the end of this year and beyond? Some things, many things will be changed forever.
Luckily for us right now, staying home is good, being retired is good, being rural even better and living in a small space means fewer surfaces to wipe down – yay! Shopping in a small town supermarket is much more supportive and monitoring who you have contact with is much easier to manage. Dear devoted husband and I can still sit down to a sunshiny brunch under the umbrella at Base Camp. Not meaning to be selfish but long may it last – please.
You too . . . please again . . . stay positive, enjoy the small things, look after you and yours !!
PS: If you don’t laugh you cry . . . the Washington Post has a competition each year where submissions to redefine common words, are sought. One very topical one is COFFEE – this is the person upon whom one coughs. ABDICATE is to give up all hope of ever having a flat stomach (think about it) and FLATULANCE is the emergency vehicle that picks you up after you are run over by a steam-roller.