Friday, March 27, 2020

Self isolation day 14 - bits and bobs

Do you know what day it is? I lose track. I have two fixed spots in the week now -  sax lesson by Facetime on Thursday morning, and virtual Quaker meeting on Sundays. Otherwise the names of the days get lost.

Over in Boulder, Cece is having her music lesson (ukelele) by Facetime too.

She and Lux - actually all the family - have been making fabulous chalky stained glass windows on their sidewalk.

At Hepworth Towers it's going to be a quiet day, and the sky is echoing that mood: it's 8.25 and the sun has only just broken through the clouds. Yesterday was busy busy busy, finalising the text for the new book and sending the final back cover blurb to Isaac, who's designing and producing the cover. Zoë has again supplied the script for the title. I love her writing. 

My happy bubble burst this week when someone I know got a bad dry cough. He is not at risk and otherwise has no other symptoms but suddenly it all got real. Then I realised fully it will be three months before I see my local 'kids' and grandkids. I had a terrible night that night and ended up message-chatting with the Aging Hippie in California at half past two in the morning.

All fine now. I have to say though that it's a bit much that my two soaps, The Archers and Neighbours - where I turn to escape - are both pretty dark at the moment. The characters in The Archers are completely unaware of Covid-19, but a modern slavery storyline has emerged, and although I know a lot about it, as our visitors on the refugee days are all survivors of modern slavery, I don't want to listen to a dramatisation of it for leisure purposes. It is too upsetting.

I'll leave you with this, which I saw on Twitter this morning:

I hope you have some sunshine today - real or virtual.


  1. We had our first two covid 19 related deaths was a real shock. I realised that I had hoped that we would not have any deaths! I woke a few nights ago so so scared and fussed about my kids in France, wanted them to be right here with me so I could take care of them, but in the daylight I realised that I could not keep them safe whether they are here near me or there in Europe. I veer in between being really happy and peaceful in this sort of no mans land of nowhere to go and then the ice trickle down the back of the neck remembering why we we are in lockdown.

  2. Anonymous10:23 am

    All this does crystallise what is important to us - suppose this was our last week. What would we like to have accomplished / finished/ leave behind? My husband is recording himself playing the violin . Popular tunes, music hall, hymns and classical ...and sending it to the nursing homes he usually visits to entertain them and keep in touch with them. (Find him on Facebook Austin Rowlands - he said he would never have an account and now he has had one for two days and is re-connecting with so many people) Making our days count - however many are left to us. As to me I think I will find the chalks we keep in for the grandchildren and go chalk on the pavement - I love the stained glass chalk pictures - well done. Love to all Jenetta

  3. Hi Marmee and Jenetta, it's lovely to hear from you both.
    I have so many things to do at home that when I keep my thoughts inside these four walls I am happy. When I think about my family and the poor NHS staff, and all the people all over the world worrying about today, and their future, I feel very sad.
    Marmee - mothers never ever stop worrying about their children, do they? No matter how old they are.

  4. Finally reading your blog. Love the photos and I am very excited about the book. Can't wait to read it. love Pauline x

  5. Hi Pauline - I am glad you finally found the blog.