Shutting down.

My evening walk tonight was even quieter than last night. Hardly any traffic on our street lined with terrace houses and neatly stacked recycling bags of tins and bottles and grass cuttings from today’s lawn mowing. A broken mower has been dumped outside one house, its electrical cord hanging, severed after a mishap when someone decided looking the other way to the electric mower would be okay.

The electronic billboard wasn’t working tonight and I was glad not see the Covid 19 symptom advert. There has been news saturation for me today. Too many people still flocking in groups to enjoy the beautiful spring sunshine and infecting each other amid images of Italian and Spanish hospitals.

Tonight the easterly wind moves up the main road free from cars and carries the scent of fire from the hill over the valley. As the hill looms into view, the huge fire burning looks eerily beautiful and I take time out to watch the flames and smell the air.

My walk brings me to our local play park which has today been sealed up with red stripey tape and a notice.

The parks are closed in the city as of today to prevent the spread of the virus. The council says it is because the virus lives on metal and surfaces and therefore children are likely to spread it when they play outside.

My throat still hurts from last week but I feel well and the children are well which is a relief. We played in the garden today as our world became even smaller around us.

Posted on March 23, 2020, in Uncategorized and tagged , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 12 Comments.

  1. You write beautifully… and I’m so pleased you are on the mend now my love. xxx

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  2. It is much quieter here too. I live near the airport and haven’t heard a jet for awhile. Quiet like 9-11.

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  3. So glad you are getting better. As the world around me shrinks I have been letting my mind wander abroad, above, within and into history. Books are the gateway that is taking me on my travels.

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  4. These are such, strange, strange times! Online support is really lovely though isn’t it? My Mum and Dad can’t really communicate via the computer, Dad can just about email, but they ave no video calling or smart phones or anything like that, they don’t use social media, so I feel for them and people like them. I am calling at least once a day as is my sister and other family members..it’s just all so strange! We haven’t been for a walk yet, we must go today, before the weekend it’s mean’t to rain at the weekend I think.

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  5. These are such, strange, strange times! Online support is really lovely though isn’t it? My Mum and Dad can’t really communicate via the computer, Dad can just about email, but they ave no video calling or smart phones or anything like that, they don’t use social media, so I feel for them and people like them. I am calling at least once a day as is my sister and other family members..it’s just all so strange! We haven’t been for a walk yet, we must go today, before the weekend it’s mean’t to rain at the weekend I think.

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  6. See? The rules with our kids are different, so metal can spread it to, over here, de children up to age 12, may go to the playgrounds still and play all day long. Gatherings, as long as there are no grown ups along with it, just a few to watch them… i think that is stupid!

    Also, over here there is non talk about the metal spreading it to, only plastics and from human to human… but kids can’t get it, so they think…

    X

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