Day Twenty-three

Feest Isolation Days – 6 April 2020

Sunday I left the virus behind for a bit after watching some of the Andrew Marr show. He interviewed the man he called Professor Lockdown.  Neil Ferguson, an epidemiologist led the team from Imperial College that has been a major influence on the government’s strategy and policy.  I fast forwarded to listen to Matt Hancock.  I am becoming increasingly annoyed at the way the press are trying to make the government the bad guys in this battle.  Andrew Marr has become more and more aggressive over the months and his interviewing technique hasn’t improved. My irritation with him led to a switch off of the telly and also the pings of the What’s App that usually send funny things my way.  Instead, I spent time just sitting on the swing with my husband with a cuppa and enjoying the sunshine while it lasted.

Two apples in the fruit bowl looked like they were nearing the end of their life, so I decided it was time to do something with them. I’m not usually a cake baker, but the blueberries that came earlier in the week blended beautifully with the apples.  Making a cake felt such a normal thing to do.  I spent longer on the internet trawling through recipes then I did making my batter.  The results were delicious and if anyone wants the recipe drop me a line and I’ll save you an hour of looking and share the web address. 

We’ve been eating two meals a day since this began and it seems to work well.  Breakfast or brunch and then an earlier than we used to eat meal in the evening.  With all those cakes though I can’t imagine that I will lose any weight.  At least I hope not to gain any.  The best one can hope for at this stage I think.

The Queen was brilliant, effective and reassuring.  Whatever you think of the monarchy, at times like this having a great grandmother speak to us who has been through so much is quite special. At ninety-three her reminding us that we have the ability to do this and “we will meet again” echoing Dame Vera Lynn from World War Two was impressive.

I haven’t heard any updates on the Health Minister of New Zealand, but there is another Health Chief contending for the award for biggest health idiot of the Pandemic. The Chief Medical Officer from Scotland thought it might just be a good idea to go to her second home in Fife an hour or so away from Edinburgh – twice.  The family joined her.  Against her own and her governments advice.  This morning the news says she resigned, well at least she got that right! 

The other worrying news this morning is that Boris has been taken into hospital for “tests”.  He apparently says he can still run the government.  Hmmm.  We will all be watching for those results Boris. Now is not the time to lose you, even though we never wanted you in the first place. Get better soon and fast please!

Let’s hope for a good week with some bright spots in it that make us remember that this too shall pass and as our Queen said, “We will meet again!”   Keep taking deep breaths, and be grateful that we are where we are and not in a third world country or a refugee camp.  Life may not be easy for all of us, but it could be a lot more difficult. 

The cake…

On the swing…..

And for amusement, the old and technology……

With love,

Kathy  x