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Published: April 29th 2020
It was not the aching feet that were stopping me in my tracks . To be fair they were burning . This walking plays havoc with the arches of your feet . It was not my brain working overtime thinking of reasons not to go out . Although it would have been easy not to get up and just laze the day away . Ming -Dao- Deng suggested to me this morning that "Every day passes whether I participate in it or not". So I could waste the day doing nothing or get up and make the most of it . As you get older each day becomes more precious.
It was the sound of that rain that had hammered down all through the night that was putting me off moving .. The washing left out yesterday would be soggy and dripping . The chance of coffee and breakfast outside was long forgotten . Summer - we probably have seen it now and won't see it again for a long time. That is the nature of our weather these days . The sky was completely leaden . Two colours predominated . A ghostly white and grey. Clouds obscured any sign
of the sun. In fact I doubted it would put in any kind of appearance today.
Today had a cold Wednesday feel . With it the dread of filling a skip in the pouring rain. Of standing outside the supermarket waiting for it to open and shopping. It was enough to send me back to bed.
Hump day . An Americanism that has entered our language . . I certainly had the hump this morning . I dropped an old glass casserole dish on the floor . Slivers of glass everywhere. I kept putting off going outside . Cleaning it up took away the decision to go out for a few minutes longer .
When I did get out it felt as bad as I thought it would . I felt as if I were running out of things to do. Running out of things to say. Day 39 - will it ever end ? I guess it all feels worse because I want to get back to work . I want to be abroad and now that the trip date is just 24 hours away I feel a sense of sadness and wonder if we will
make it to Europe in September . 16 weeks away . Will things have changed enough to venture abroad . As I got into Ziggy I did feel slightly better . Driving is a pleasure that I have missed . What I did notice was that there are many more vehicles on the road this week than there were four weeks ago. Gradually it seems as if the natives are beginning to get restless . Getting fed up of listening to no news except Covid 19. Getting frustrated with queuing at supermarkets , listening to our leaders giving us the same old messages every day. There is only so much doom and gloom you can stomach . Today breaking the glass dish was enough for me.
Parking up at the supermarket there seemed more cars around the car park. A man stood waiting for the shop to open. I don't think he recognised me but I recognised him. A fellow swimmer. He told me he didnt normally shop on a Wednesday but tomorrow the weather was going to be worse . More rain. More greyness . It was only 7.00 he had an hour to wait until the supermarket
opened . I headed off for half an hour walk . A boring walk and a wet one. My hands were cold even though gloved . The rain although light still wet me through and chilled me to the bone. There was nothing to see that caught my imagination. Rows and rows of Victorian terraced housing , a police station and one of the local schools . The rain was keeping the joggers and the walkers in. I was glad to get back to queuing in the dry waiting for the supermarket to open . Only 25 minutes of standing .
I considered the word furlough that has re-entered our language . Those of us old enough can remember our parents talking about furlough - leave taken from the military. The young think it is a new word never used before .
I have no photographs of the walk today . You would not be interested in them. They would be grim and industrial so instead the photographs show another of the milestones I found along a walk a few days ago . This time cast iron sunk deep into the soil . Leaning slightly and the cast
iron rusting . These are the sort of things that I like on a walk . The things you normally would walk by without even a second glance . The parish of Tupton like many local parishes paid out the money to set up these milestones . They are of a byegone age but still useful today .
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