Isolation Day 26 – Green shoots

Green shoots

Well the green shoots of the tomato seeds are showing, hopefully the peppers will follow.

A day in the life of a green shoot

Fascinating watching the reaction of the shoots to the sun as it moves in the sky. Green shoots seems to be the in-word. We are apparently seeing them. So much so that the Daily Express has announced the day that lockdown will end (18 May). But the Guardian are saying nobody has any clue because the government are not giving any hint of when lockdown will end.

The government are telling us it is too early to know. Well, looking at the data that would seem to be true. It’s like a Murray Walker commentary on a Grand Prix. You really have no idea of the result until you know the result – so calling it even in the last lap is not a good idea. By Monday where should be enough data to know the result of the lockdown. But until we have the data we don’t have the data, so please press – stop complaining and guessing.

Yes, the government have predictions on when this will end (the predicted dates were published before lockdown began), but those predictions depended on how we behave, and that is what we are waiting to see. So how are we going to behave this weekend?

Personally I have walked to my neighbours door three times and a post midnight walk around the block once in the past 26 days. I really (okay really really) wanted to go out and top up my shopping, you know – if I eat a loaf I want to buy another one even though I have two more frozen. Is it a ritual I want to follow, or is it an addiction to shopping? I don’t know.

Apparently Tesco are setting fixed routes in their stores these days, so they are forcing you to walk past fully stocked toilet roll shelves. Maybe they should have a “Told you there was enough” sign on the shelf. It does cause a problem though, you now need to have your shopping list in the order that you are guided round the store. I wish I was in charge of the routes – I would have so much fun.

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