Monday, March 8th
Kids went back to school today. And you’re now allowed to meet one other person outdoors, without going for a walk. Let’s just hope that there are no more issues with schools. Secondary school kids now have to be tested 9I mean for the virus, not school stuff!) twice a week.
Worrying news from Poland, where infection rates are up by around 30% in a week, and there’s talk of a “third wave”.
Some rain earlier, but sunny now.
And I’d intended to watch the Harry and Meghan interview, just out of curiosity, but we’ve heard most of what they said and I’m not sure that I want to dignify their lies by spending time watching it. For example, they’ve claimed that Archie was denied a title. WTF?? He was supposed to be the Earl of Dumbarton, but they said that they wanted him to be plain “Master”. There are numerous similar examples. It’s all deeply unpleasant, and I’m very sorry that the Queen’s having to deal with their vindictiveness at her age.
It’s also Commonwealth Day. And International Women’s Day.
And another day of marking time. I’m usually deep into holiday planning at this time of year.
Tuesday, March 9th
That miserable pair Chris Whitty and Patrick Vallance have said that there’ll probably be a third wave of the virus in the UK at some point. I think they want us locked down until kingdom come.
Horrible weather’s forecast for the rest of the week. Bleurgh 😦 . Just hope it’s decent over Easter weekend.
Rates locally and nationally continue to fall, as, more importantly, do deaths and hospitalisations, but the picture in parts of Europe, including Italy, is very worrying, with cases rising again.
Japan’s said that no overseas fans will be allowed at the Olympics. I think I can forget my October coach tour of Japan, which I was originally supposed to go on last year. I booked it in the autumn of 2019, and I was so excited and so much looking forward to it, and the same with my summer trip to Iceland. I’ve got a load of books on both countries in the spare room wardrobe.
Wednesday, March 10th
Wet and windy today. At least it meant that there was no queue for drinks at the park café! I hope it doesn’t do this over Easter weekend, though, just when people will be reuniting with relatives and friends.
Just watching Dan Evans v Roger Federer.
Cases are rising rapidly in Hungary and the Czech Republic, as well as Poland.
Thursday, March 11th
Strong winds and heavy rain overnight. Brightened up later, although it stayed windy, but it’s raining again later. I got drenched in the park yesterday (despite my brolly) and windswept today. Several people have remarked on the fact that I go out walking even when the weather’s awful and hardly anyone else does. So why am I still so fat?!! It’s not fair 😦 .
United v AC Milan is one of those glamour ties you dream about, even if it is in the Europa League and not the Champions League. I’m grateful that I can watch it on telly, but it’s not the same as being there. Later … finished 1-1, conceded an away goal in injury time, bah!!
And the eternally miserable Mark Drakeford – does that man ever smile? – wants to keep a “stay local” order in force in Wales, even when the “stay at home” order’s lifted. And I don’t think he wants to let people from England into Wales ever again. Will I ever see Chirk Castle, Bodnant Garden, Llangollen and Erddig again?! Will the tourist businesses in places like Llandudno, which depend on visitors from North West England, ever make any money again?!
On a happier note, some daffodils are out in Heaton Park.
Friday, March 12th
Hmm. Mark Drakeford may be miserable, but he’s said that hairdressers in Wales can reopen on Monday, four weeks before they’re reopening in England. I’m sorely tempted to nip over to Wrexham – the state of my hair must surely class an emergency!! He’s also said that self-catering holiday accommodation in Wales can reopen at the end of March … but not to people from other parts of the UK. I’m not very comfortable about this. Not that I want to go to a holiday cottage in Wales in March, but just the whole thing.
Very windy again today.
Italy’s going back into lockdown.
I feel like I’m just waiting. Waiting to be allowed out. Waiting until it’s my turn to be vaccinated. Just waiting. But rates in our borough are right down to 77 now (touch wood). Above the national average, which is around 52, but the lowest they’ve been since … it must be September, if not August.
Saturday, March 13th
Hooray!! There are usually plenty of daffodils out at Dunham Massey by mid-March, so I’d booked to go today, but was rather upset when the forecast was for rain and wind. However, although there’ve been a few bad spells, it was fine whilst I was there, and there were indeed lots of lovely daffodils. I was so excited! I’m a bit obsessive about daffodils 🙂 . *And* they had scones.
We’re supposed to be “staying local as much as possible” after the “stay home” rule’s lifted on March 29th, but I really have had enough – and people who are trapped in offices need to make the most of Easter weekend. Anyway, we’ll see how it goes. Please, weather, just behave …
Salford’ve won the 2020 EFL Trophy. The 2021 final’s tomorrow!
Most of the daffodils in Prestwich Flower Park are out too. They weren’t on Monday, so that’s quick!
Two friends who are both in my age group have had their vaccinations today. It varies across the country, depending on demographics, and plenty of friends in their early 50s, i.e. the group before mine, are still waiting, but I’m getting a bit impatient now.
Cases in the Netherlands are now on the up, as well as Italy and East/Central Europe. This isn’t good. But, this morning, my heart with pleasure fills (“filled” doesn’t rhyme) and danced with the daffodils.
Sunday, March 14th
Went to the park this morning. Some of the daffodils in the woods are out.
Unfortunately, it then absolutely poured down from about 1 o’clock to half 4. Yes, there are books, newspapers, magazines, TV programmes and films, but I feel so trapped by work stuff during the week (although not nearly as much as I do when I’m trapped in an office) and am really not good at sitting in the house at weekends. Just hope it doesn’t do this over Easter weekend. On a happier note, United 1-0 West Ham!
There’ve been big anti-lockdown protests in the Netherlands.
Everyone is really, really fed up. This has gone on and on and on. The good news is that around 45% of the population’ve now had their first vaccinations, and I’m just desperately hoping that this is our way out of it. People are really struggling. And it’s Mother’s Day/Mothering Sunday today, when a lot of families like to hold get-togethers.
Murray Walker died. I hadn’t realised he was 97. Seems like only yesterday that he was still doing Formula 1 commentary.
In the middle of it all, a huge row’s broken out after the Met Police rather badly mishandled a vigil-cum-protest on Clapham Common, following the abduction and murder of a woman there last week. The suspect’s a serving police officer. People were told not to attend the vigil/protest, because of the lockdown restrictions, but many did anyway, and it somehow all went wrong and there’ve been some very unpleasant pictures of policemen removing women quite aggressively. They didn’t try to stop Black Lives Matter protests, or try to stop those idiots from Extinction Rebellion from blocking the streets, and it’s also been pointed out that no-one tried to stop crowds of Rangers fans from celebrating their SPL title victory last week.
Ten weeks of lockdown. And weeks of Tier 3/Tier 4/Lockdown II before that. And it’s almost a year since we went into the first lockdown. I see things sometimes, pictures of huge crowds at football matches, or at concerts, or cheering at parades, or even crowds of people on public transport, and wonder when we’ll ever get back to any sort of normality. Sometimes, even now, it still feels unreal that this is happening.