Marks Grans Blog

I don't want to moan but I'm going to moan. I'm fed up. I got through lockdown no problem at all.  I think what made the difference was the weather.  It was fabulous almost all through the severe lockdown.   The whole month of July has been abysmal.  It's been wet and cold.  I've actually had to put the fire on on more than one occasion and I put an extra blanket on the bed on a few occasions when the summer weight duvet wasn't enough.  The good weather of April, May and June have all but been forgotten and I'm missing it. I'm not looking for big heatwaves but some dry and settled mild warmth would be good. I've got plenty to be doing.  I have things in the house to clean; cupboards to rearrange and organise; books to read; films on Netflix; sewing to do; photos to sort; cards to make; the garden to tame back from being a jungle; you get the picture, there is endless stuff I could and should be doing but I cannot for the life of me be bothere...

Suddenly yesterday afternoon I felt quite down.  Most of the time I've felt fine throughout this weird and not so wonderful lockdown but yesterday it got a bit on top of me.   It might just be because I had to go and shop.  I'm now managing to eek out the shopping to once a fortnight with my daughter bringing us a loaf at the halfway mark.  I also make my own bread but given the shortage of flour just now, I'd soon run out of flour if I baked my own bread for the fortnight.  I usually bake one towards the end of the first week until my daughter is back in work during the week and she brings me a loaf which does us till the next shop usually.  If we run out at that stage I just use crackers instead!  Shopping at our local shop is actually not that bad.  I've managed to find a nice time to go when its pretty quiet and people are generally pretty good with social distancing  However, I still find it a strain to keep on top of avoiding peopl...