We’ve had an early start to the day and watched the changing colour of the sky as the sun came up over the rooftops opposite. We know it’s there somewhere behind the clouds, but it looks like it’s going to be a dry day, only cold.
Photo: September 2020
We had to abort our intentions for a long walk yesterday as Hubby’s hands were so cold he couldn’t get the circulation going. When we first came here, our routine was one long walk and three or four short ones every day. Then as Maggie’s arthritis took a greater hold, we had a shorter long walk but still several short ones. Hubby’s own mobility would be taken into the calculations, but we had a variety of walks every day, and recently, we had been managing one long walk a week. Bless her, we allowed her to set the pace and would rest where we could, but now that the cafe was closed, we couldn’t have our refreshment breather, so had to pause in the street if necessary.
No plans today, though I must get some bread as we only have one slice left. I’ve taken nothing out of the freezer for lunch, so we might buy pasties or something similar if we walk up to town. We’ll see what it’s like after our first walk of the day which is about to commence shortly.
This is the last weekend in November. There is much debate going on about the proposed Tier system to be introduced when the current lockdown restrictions are lifted next week and how many low infection areas are being grouped into Tier 3. Apparently the entire county of Kent is being treated like Lincolnshire, even though their infection rate is below the national average.