Exciting day today, got a letter on a Sunday. What could it be? Is somebody offering to shop for me? Somebody offering to find an elusive sheet of toilet paper for me? Nah – Police Serious Crime. Now I know you might be thinking – have they realised my neighbour is a TP thief – but no – it was just the murder round the corner.
Today was a day of joining random churches around the world and playing with video conferencing software. Perhaps the best church service was this fiery sermon A good warning that social media streaming is a dangerous game.
Interesting reading Fb posts from a number of people today about growing things in their garden. Gardens are going to be so good this year. So what are you going to grow?
Struck me today that all those people with loads of toilet paper might be tempted to use it – and who is going to unblock the drains?
Downside of all this Covid-19 reporting is that other news is not getting priority. It took ages for the earthquakes in Zagreb to make the news today. I know we have a virus going round, but do we really need to talk about it all the time? I heard a journalist at the national briefing ask about two possible new symptoms that they had reported on (i.e. listen to us we have the breaking story) and asked what was being done to protect medical staff from the symptoms. I mean, where do you start with that? You protect against the disease – and that covers ALL symptoms, including the ones you still don’t know about. Fear sells. time we stopped buying.
I’ve re-arranged my work to being every second week until isolation is over, next week is a work week, the week after isn’t. I’ve always wanted to convert my vinyl collection to digital – I might finally manage it. And I have a few Hi8 videos that I really should capture before the old camera fails. And I really need to get those trees planted in the garden. Starting to get a list of work to do.
Worried isolation will end before I get all the jobs done in a strange sort of way (that is worried in a strange sort of way, not doing the jobs in a strange sort of way). I think this just tells me that my life had wandered away from priorities. Time for a rethink of what “normal” should look like.