It’s another sunny day, but it’s bitterly cold. Hubby checked the forecast this morning and was pleased we were due for some rain as it would help the front lawn treatment along. Within half an hour the radar picture was reset and there wasn’t a solitary drip to be seen anywhere.
I didn’t want to get up today. I was comfy and warm, and for once I wasn’t desperate for a wee!
It’s quite weird as normally we would be thinking about field trips and shopping, but all that has temporarily been shelved and we are just keeping to the basics. I’m glad we’ve got a garden, especially as there are some goings on in the greenhouse!
Tom and Jerry definitely don’t want to play, so we are resorting to plan B and starting some new seeds off indoors. Hubby thinks it could be down to the soil mix as we had this trouble the first year we were here and bought established plants in the end which served us very well.
Last year was a bit of a dead loss due to the erratic weather and so much rain, but the irony was the plants that we had given up on took off unattended in the junk patch and we had huge tomatoes that never went red.
The cucumber and peppers are coming along, and next month will see us planting our
Minions onion set and starting off the green beans, again those will be indoors and Douglas, Reginald and co will be regenerated.
The soil has turned rock hard with the recent spell of warm weather, so we got the hose out and I wet everything down as Hubby turned it over. We also showered the front lawn and hopefully the treatment to kill the weeds will do its stuff.
Hubby rang the doctor’s pharmacy to see if his prescription was ready as he had sent an email to the surgery asking for a repeat prescription for a throat infection. It was waiting for him, though had he not rung, we would never have known it was ready because we’d had no response. Service is through a window rather than going inside.
Whilst out, he did a tour of the town to see what was what, what was open, and what was closed. Boots the chemist is shut, as are all arcades, cafes, restaurants, newsagents, betting shops, gift, clothing and shoe shops, pubs (including the one I play darts for) and Greggs. The bakers opposite them are open though, as is the DIY store and discount hardware both of which also sell small food lines. The launderette, pet shop and supermarkets are also open.
The queue for Lidl snakes round the car park as the social distancing rule is enforced, the same at the Co-Op. The small supermarket with the longer Sunday opening had a queue of 5 as they are only taking cash and allowing just one person in the shop at a time, whereas the others are much bigger, keeping numbers to around 30 and taking card payments.
The small 7 to 11 stores are open with restrictions, and the wholesaler is busy too keeping well stocked and looking after the locals.
We were talking to an elderly man this morning who had a botched knee replacement fifteen months ago and finally got someone to admit he needed further surgery, which he had last month. He seems to be in denial as to the seriousness of the situation, describing it all as ridiculous and crazy, approaching us as we were engaged in conversation. We backed off trying to explain about holidaymakers coming in and bringing god-knows-what with them which fell on deaf ears, but he wasn’t aggressive or antagonistic, I just think he doesn’t really understand.
Walking the dog last night (10pm) everywhere was deserted. Friday night, and the only lights in the street were the traffic lights visible on the High Street, eerie.
We’d got caught walking Maggie in the park yesterday morning so today changed our time by half an hour, but again met up with several people, so walking her is going to be a trial and error slot. Hubby took her out for her first walk at 5.45 this morning, so I hope she doesn’t think that will now be the norm. Dream on girl, I’m staying in bed!
Clocks go forward tonight, so we will be an hour later than we actually are today which can only be good for Maggie as her internal clock has been adjusting with the daylight. If we were in any doubt about her night vision failing, we aren’t now and have to turn on as many lights as we can before trying to put her lead on or take her collar off ready for bed. It breaks my heart to see her shy away, but as long as there is plenty of light, she’s OK. She’s fine during the day but still sulking a bit that her two hourly walks are non existent.
We’re good though. Keep safe and well everyone.