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Published: March 25th 2020
OK thought for today - or thoughts - if you want a lot of hits on your blog include in the title a few words like naughty , nudity and Wuhan. Boy will you see the numbers reading the blog go up. I often smile when I look back at my naughty women in Pavia and my blog on Port Grimaud where I mentioned topless ladies . The hits are massive compared to a normal blog on a tiny village in France or sitting by the sea in Croatia. I am not sure whether I should feel sad or smile when I think of the readers being utterly annoyed when they actually get into the content only to realise it was not what they thought it was. I guess Wuhan had the same effect as I had an unusually high number of readers to the blog. I doubt that they actually read the blog once they realised I had gone no further than my own back yard . Doing what Boris has suggested - going out for a constitutional once a day, going to the shops when it is only necessary . Yet more shops have closed - the hairdresser and
barber . Luckily Glenn got his hair cut last week. It grows fast and will need cutting again in five weeks . It will have to remain long for the foreseeable future . My appointment is in two weeks . I shall have to learn how to cut my own fringe .
Oh yes I digress - back to the second thought . This one is from the Buddha. "Even the deepest pool stagnates without action ". It feels harder to be so isolated now that the sun is shining and meteorogical Spring has arrived . With it sunshine , some frosty mornings but lovely days . It feels harder to be locked inside when it is so nice outside . Still we find things to do . The grass has started to grow. The hedges need trimming .
However isolate we must . Life is quieter. Constitutional walks are taking place early in the morning . I find myself stopping to look at things I probably walked past before without a thought . The tiny yellow bright celandines . Even the dandelions look interesting . I pass people along the way. Some keep their distance . Others force me out into the road as they walk together closer than the six foot gap suggested . I am running out of walking places.
The shops do not feel quite as manic. Perhaps the initial fear of shortages has abated. There is a copious supply of hand disinfectant outside . I missed it on the way in. The young lady sorting out the scanners came to switch them on and did not give me the chance to put distance between me and her. The tills are open every other one to keep shoppers apart . There were no queues , not many empty shelves . As long as you dont mind eating something different you will not starve . Some shoppers still cling together. Others take wide berths around the aisles . It is like some macabre dance . Some wear masks .
London bears the brunt of the cases as expected . Yet we see the Mayor pleading for a lockdown on transport and for construction sites to close . Passengers on the underground crowd together cheek by jowl. A new field hospital has been opened in the capital manned by the military and NHS staff. Retired GP's and nurses are asked to come back to work to help out. Each day we hear of new developments. Talk is around vaccines - a year away - tests to see who is immune or been in contact with Covid 19 . Talk about herd immunity . It is hard to know who or what to believe .
Still we are probably all still smiling and getting on with jobs around the home and garden . The house is scrubbed to within an inch of its life . Spring Cleaning is going on in earnest . The bedding is coming out of Gabby. The lovely sunny weather makes the covers smile lovely . A job well done and makes us feel as if travelling is just around the corner . We will get away this year . Just not sure when .
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