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Published: February 7th 2021
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Saturday - I think it is Saturday . The world of Covid has meant that each day remains the same. We wake. We get up and dress. We make breakfast and we eat it . We look out of the window at the weather . Every day has that feeling of inevitability about it . The work of fiction told us last night that wintery weather was on its way to us. Overnight we could expect a few inches of snow . As we tucked into scrambled egg on toast it was clear that the overnight snow did not materialise . Instead it was raining . The sky was overcast and dull without an inch of blue to be seen. A typical January day .
Life is going on in its own sweet way. Over breakfast we talk about what we cannot do. We discuss what we miss . We talk travel . This time last year we were booked to holiday in Scandanavia . By March that had all gone belly up. Last year was all about plans made and plans cancelled . We really do need a holiday . We wonder who will be vaccinated today against the
plague that is Covid . Our neighbours stop us and tell us they have either had theirs last week or are booked in for them today or tomorrow . We wonder if we will be left behind in the post code lottery that is the NHS . Will there be vaccines around next week to carry on or will the NHS be waiting for the next supply? Will our phone ring with an appointment for the driver ? BY the time breakfast is over we have chewed that fat and spat it out . Not knowing is hard going . Not having a holiday is difficult now . The longing to get on the road is building up as Spring approaches . This time last year we were in Durham . It was cold , wintery and rained a lot . We liked Durham. We liked Hadrians Wall - what we saw of it through the biting rain . Where has the year gone to? Reminders pop up now and again on Facebook . This is where you were six years ago !!!! And this is you this time last year !!!
Over midmorning coffee we survey the rain
which is still falling . It is cold and chilly and chills you to the bone . The wind is picking up but there is as yet still no sign of snow. The National Trust book arrives . Full of all the places we have paid to visit but are still closed . Suggestions are made about places to visit . Snowdrops in February at Chirk Castle . Bluebells somewhere near London in March , Azaleas at Wentworth Woodhouse . Always wanted to see the snowdrops at Hopton Hall and never made it . Promises to go every Spring . Promises broken . Perhaps this year - Chirk is just up the road. The First Minister still has closed Wales for the next three weeks . Would we be able to go to see the snowdrops ? They are flowers of such hope . Small and dainty they poke through the hard ground . They appear through the snow . They defy all the odds . I guess Spring will come . It always does . We just have to sit here and wait it out . If the snowdrops can pop up smiling at us then surely we can hunker down and wait for life to improve again . Because if we dare not think it will not improve. Bangor has cleaned up after the snow and the floods . The river has fallen to more acceptable and normal levels . We spend time on the house . It takes away the thoughts of a holiday . It stops us thinking about why we cannot travel . February is just around the corner . The nights are slowly getting lighter . And then some idiot goes and sends a suspect package to the factory just up the road and the police and bomb disposal are called in . As if lockdown is not bad enough what do we get - some idiot who sparks off a terrorist threat . So on top of floods, snow and failing to go on holiday , add in Covid and an idiot who thought it a good idea to send a "bomb" through the post . What a start to 2021.
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Home and Away
Bob Carlsen
Planning for 2021...
I know how you feel! Last week the venue for my son's wedding cancelled so the weeding is put off to next May as have those expenses. I've booked our flight to Edinburgh on 21 June and hotels where there is no cancellation fee. I am hoping that getting vaccinated (soon I hope) will allow unfettered travel...but I hate having that fear of cancellation hanging over my head. But planning makes me feel better than no planning. I hope you can dust off your previous plans.