I’m a bit late posting this morning.
I went supermarket shopping. A shop that would normally have taken half an hour in the supermarket closest to my house has taken two hours. It was necessary to be queued in the car park, two metres apart, to get into the store. It was very cold, the queue, which was meant to be over-sixties, was long and the wind was howling round the (relatively) empty car park. For the first time in the crisis I bought more than three days worth of food. If I can avoid doing the queueing, or limit food shopping to once a week, I’ll be happier.
When I got home I had to disinfect everything (I wipe all the packaging with disinfectant, then I wash my gloves in disinfectant) before I could put it away and then, finally, oh hooray, I was able to utilise the facilities. Mafeking was relieved, Ladysmith was reprieved and I uncrossed my legs.
So a very short posting ( I am going to find a sunny spot indoors, by a window and warm up) ends with practical advice.
This is the first time I’ve given advice in the current difficulty and it is this. If you are going out shopping, visit the smallest room first and wear your thickest knickers and a nice woolly vest, dear. A supermarket car park is not at all super to stand in for an hour in the cold.
Stay warm, stay strong, be cheerful.
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Forthcoming attractions –
How to cut the hair of your spouse with the bacon scissors and still stay married.
How to make a wind-up phonograph with empty baked bean tins.
How to entertain the children with string.
Teaching your teenage son the National Curriculum Advanced Physics.
Modelling with earwax.
Introduction to the Encyclopaedia of Trivia Volume One. Interesting facts about felt insoles.
Holidays – did anyone really enjoy them that much? Active Internet debate.
For adults of a certain age – The Joy Of Custard.
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