Lockdown Diary ....... One day at a time

Lockdown but not locked in thankfully

Had to make a hasty retreat back behind the garden gate this morning to let this little lot pass by on their way upto the moors.  When we moved here 30 years ago we had so much trouble with sheep jumping over the wall we had to build it up.  During the pandemic the sheep have reappeared on a regular basis, it can only be because people are leaving gates open and maybe the wildlife are feeling the quiet of the village and roaming further.

There’s fairies at the bottom of our garden and they look like they are fed up of lockdown haha

Can someone remind me that my back doesn’t like me gardening next time I get it in my head to do some.

I feel as worn out as the rusty bike and typewriter that we’ve had for many years.  

Had a long chat on the phone with my sister in Oxford.  She is as desperate to see us as we are to see her.  We dismissed the idea of her coming home for the day as she would have to sit in Mum’s garden, would be unable to have any physical contact with any of us and have to go back in the day.  It would be at least a seven hour round trip.  Emotionally it would be far to hard for any of us.  

Took mum’s shopping down to her house but it was far to cold to hang about chatting in the garden as I usually would.

Back home and tuned in to today’s government update on the coronavirus.  I don’t know if I should watch it or not as it  leaves me feeling down and I have to rebalance myself again.

It’s a silly tea tonight of ham & cheese sandwiches and strawberry tarts,  then a look at the very best of Chelsea flower show on bbc1.