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A New Way Of Life – Day 19

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We may be stuck in Lockdown County, but Easter was able to get through to pay us a visit… I think we now have enough essential supplies to keep us going for the remainder of the lock-down. As we head towards an Easter Sunday unlike any others in our life-times, I can’t help but wonder if we will ever experience another like it. I hope not, but as things open up again in China and governments are being asked about how long before lock-downs are eased, a possible feeling of deja vu may be a sensation we are likely to … Continue reading A New Way Of Life – Day 19

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A New Way Of Life – Day 6

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Being mindful of supplies. With ‘long-life’ milk, deliveries from a local community farm of fresh fruit, veg and meat, and ingredients to make our own hand sanitiser, we feel as equipped as we can be to deal with the weeks and months ahead. There are however, one or two challenges we will need to deal with along the way. Not all the pieces of the jigsaw are going to automatically fall into place. Some patience is going to be required and some adapting to this new way of life is going to be needed. To set the scene, it is … Continue reading A New Way Of Life – Day 6

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A New Way Of Life – Day 5

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Social-distancing for all. As we stay, distanced from others, cocooned in our first floor flat, looking down on life outside – or the lack of it, we have nicknamed ourselves, the ‘Social-distance Police’. Situated, as we are, in a corner flat, on the the junction of two residential roads, we are able to see up and down each of them. The occasional, and now normally empty buses are still trundling beneath our living-room window, although they are becoming fewer by the day. When there are passengers on board, it is encouraging to see that they appear to have kept themselves … Continue reading A New Way Of Life – Day 5

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A New Way Of Life – Day 4

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You were warned. I warned you. I warned you repeatedly. In fact, I have been warning you for decades but would you listen? No – of course you wouldn’t. You always thought you knew better, so you didn’t listen. While I tried to make you see sense, I saw you with your hands planted firmly against your ears, singing at the top of your voice, ‘la la la la, I can’t hear you.’ You repeated this over and over. You went on your own merry way, never wanting to open your ears to reason, to common-sense, or even the starkest … Continue reading A New Way Of Life – Day 4