Well things had to change didn't they? Things could never carry on the way they had . The beautiful weather had to finally break and with it a change of mood. The world does not quite look the same when it is cold and moody. The sun brings out a smile in all of us. Once it goes then life changes . Thank Goodness Covid 19 did not arrive on our shores until the weather had picked up. Imagine what it would have been like - cooped in like battery chickens . No garden to go into. No vegetable plots to dig. Walks would have been unpleasant . This morning it felt like that . The weather men had told us the weather would change . Like a mood coming on it did change . A black sky threatening rain . A wind from the north bringing in a chill rather than the southerly wind which brings in warmth. It is going to be like this for a few days . Dull grey days and then we have Boris to contend with.
Stay alert . That is the new message coming from the government . Confusion reigns . The parks
in London have been full of joggers and walkers and even groups having picnics . It seems that the mood has changed there too. Going out is becoming the norm. Forget protecting lives . Forget the message of saving the NHS. The hot weather and the Bank Holiday weekend brought out the tourists. I don't think the police bothered intervening . They told people to go home but did not fine most of them. Perhaps they feared a riot if they acted . Stay alert is going to send out an odd message suggesting its fine to go out now and that life has returned to normal . As long as you stay alert .
Perhaps the famous Farndon resident Mark Hancock the Health secretary will be sacked for his comments and handling of the crisis . There seems the likelihood that the mishandling of it will probably put a Labour government in charge of the country . Who would have thought that a virus would do a better job than Jeremy Corbyn did in bringing about a change of government at the next election ?
We are not walking anywhere pleasant today . Down to the main
road , saying goodmorning to whoever we meet . I doubt that will be many as it is threatening rain . I need my coat , my gloves and my scarf this morning . And there was me thinking I would be in shorts for my walk this week .
There were few about . A lone walker - a lady I have never seen before . I quickly caught her up and overtook her. The rest of the walk was a lonely one . I passed no-one. The local nature reserve looked open . That had been closed weeks ago to prevent gatherings . If I had longer perhaps I might head for the ponds and the railway line .
Too early to go home I walked round the graveyard . I thought I might find the church open . Peering through the stain glass I could see inside . A wide airy space with massive light oak beams . A typical church hall inside rather than an old and dark Saxon church . Light was shining in through the blue and yellow modern glass . In an odd sort of way I didnt dislike it .
Although I did find myself at times muttering sacriledge . What had happened to the old fixtures and fittings and the memorials ? Perhaps one day after all this is over I might just find out
The local milkman has put up a scarecrow. It brought a smile to my face . As I walked further an even bigger smile crossed my face . Batman of a few weeks ago had turned into Spiderman . In his red and black very tight lycra outfit he was running the streets of our village again . Maybe tomorrow I will get a photo of him .
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