Day Sixty-Three – Pottering, Faffing and Nits by Gill Chedgey

Day Sixty-Three – Pottering, Faffing and Nits
I’ve figured out that I can more or less get everything I need online in one form or another. The one thing that I’m still stymied on is my preferred breakfast cereal that the Health Food store make up on the premises. It’s not even a simple case of buying the component ingredients separately because their mix is two fold. The cereal, and added to it is their L.S.A. mix, linseed, sunflower seeds and almonds, all ground up. It must be possible to do but I would need to source the ingredients and make it all up in the correct proportions. Quite a challenge! If I could do that I wouldn’t need to go shopping in a store again. And then if I could get my prescription delivered to my home I wouldn’t need to leave the house. Then I would be a professional recluse. It’s good to have that option should things go completely tits up.

Despite the warmth and the sunshine today, I’m marooned indoors. Ultimately my choice. But it’s because I don’t want to listen to my neighbours socially distanced conversations of which I can hear every word. I feel like I’m eavesdropping and I don’t want to be an eavesdropper! Every so often they light up their cigarettes and if the wind is blowing in a certain direction I get the full force of the smoke which catches in my throat and I start to cough. And then my neighbours the other side, who both sit on an outdoor three piece suite settee, on their phones, with their blue tooth speaker which I swear must be the bass enhanced model and plays what sounds to me like the same piece of music on a loop endlessly. I’m sure it isn’t but the bass beat is exactly the same. Doof, doof, doof, doof, doof, doof. Something akin to water torture I think.

I phoned my brother because talking to him usually lightens my mood. And it did. We laughed. I can’t remember what we laughed about now but we did and it makes me feel better. We always ask each other what we’ve been up to! And we still somehow find that funny! He gets sad and lonely in the evening. Especially the lighter evenings. He says that in the winter when it gets dark earlier it doesn’t seem so bad because like me it never feels right to have the TV on when it’s light outside! That must be a genetic thing! 😂 We stated all the things we’d both been doing to pass the time and I mentioned that I do a lot of pottering and faffing. He said he’d pottered but not faffed! We agreed that a good name for a folk duo would be Potter and Faff. Or Faff and Potter.

The Government reckons children and teachers will be safe if/when the schools reopen. I heard someone express their concern about this saying that since many schools can’t cope with an outbreaks of nits so how would they deal with an outbreak of Covid-19? I found this funny. I’m not sure I was supposed to.

I looked up some stats for my area –

There are 352 confirmed cases out of a local population of 182,463
There were 118 coronavirus-related deaths up to the 1 May. In this area 24% of all deaths involved coronavirus between 29 Feb and 1 May.
I’m not sure if that’s good or bad. The confirmed cases are surely only from people who have been tested. So there could be many more than that. Which just goes to show that statistics only have a limited use. Much like myself. I bid you good day.

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