We’ve been up since half 7, had showers and breakfast, then Hubby cut both front and back lawns before the heat really takes over the day. He needed another shower when he’d finished as he was melting.
The washing’s out on the line and we are now going to do absolutely NOTHING for the rest of the day. It’s just too hot and the fan is going in the lounge which gets the sun all morning so the blinds are closed though the windows are open.
The temperature is not the only thing going up.
Both of us have had weight gains, Hubby three pounds and me two, so I have until Monday to lose it and get back in target. I have some salad stuff left in the fridge for me today and Hubby has been given a breakfast bun by our neighbour as she promised she’d get him one next time she went shopping. You do it in the microwave for about 60 seconds and it’s like a big mac without the gunge and lettuce. He’s looking forward to it.
We were pleased our neighbour had gone out as she has become a bit of a recluse. The lockdown and self imposed isolating has hit her hard and she is now afraid to go out.
She went up early as the Co-Op opens at 7am and there are very few customers then. She doesn’t shop anywhere else and is home after about half an hour. We still offer to do the bulky or heavy stuff when we do ours.
Thank you our caring Government for your misleading ‘guidelines’ which have affected perfectly able bodied septuagenarians and turned them into nervous quivering wrecks.
We have managed to get her to converse at the gate or over the fence though and on two occasions this past week she has accepted our invitation to come in for a cup of tea. I have suggested she come with me when I walk the dog, or if she felt up to going for a walk to let me know and I’d go with her if she wanted company. I’m not pushing it though as she has to do it on her own terms, but it is concerning us greatly and I am glad our little teas on the drive worked when they did. I have sent text messages every day since the lockdown to let her know she’s not on her own and we’re here if she needs us. Her family and friends have also been in contact with her on a regular basis and I’m sure that has also helped to a degree, but living on her own has been difficult.
By all accounts, the beach isn’t too packed at the moment, though the sizzling human sausages were toasting on the sand when Hubby stretched his legs (without the dog as the pavements were too hot) and walked up to the prom yesterday.
I took this picture of the heat shimmer two years ago.
We have heard that another goose in the park has died, and the one surviving gosling from a late brood was looking poorly. It is believed that because the water level in the lake is so low, the birds have been upending to feed and possibly choking on the green algae at the bottom which wasn’t completely cleared by the contractors last year. The council are supposed to be filling the lake today.