One of the symptoms of COVID is a lack of taste. Either I have an anti-virus that does the opposite or I added a little bit too much cayenne pepper to my sauce tonight. Thankfully I had some milk left.
I got a call from my garage to offer to service my car. I checked their website to make sure they had the necessary compliance poster. Just in case you don’t know about it, before you visit any workplace look on the website for this poster:
Yet another non-work day that ended up with work. Not a lot, but enough to disrupt my day. I had a plan for the day, but didn’t get round to the final task, which was weeding a part of the garden. Still, most of the work got done.
Having discovered how thin the topsoil was under my grass it has got me wondering if I am fighting a losing battle to grow a lawn. Maybe some sand-dune grass might work better. My neighbour explained that when these houses were built the opposite side of the street had 10m sand-dunes. So that got me to researching some maps of the area.
I didn’t know there was a railway spur used to run to a chocolate factory in Segars Lane. Now why couldn’t it still be there?
Looking at the changes to this small area over the last 100 years made me realise how much the world around us can change.
I was thinking again about the visit to Nicaragua. Looking at the amount of change needed can be daunting. But looking at the change here encourages me to push forward with supporting the work. Maybe just take a bit of time each day looking at how to help others could help us help ourselves?