Sunday 7th of June, we have a very quiet day as my husband Gary and I are not in the mood to speak to anyone. Quite apart from the events of yesterday although we have spoken to Scott he seems naïve at the upset he has caused. However enough about that, I have a brief conversation with Mum but she soon realises I am not in the mood for chatting and says “I will leave you to your day, whatever you are getting up to!” As usual I am exasperated at her comment and say nothing other than Goodbye. In my head I think really, like what would we get up to? The pubs are still closed, yes the garden centres are open but our garden is full to the brim for once. Otherwise apart from the Beach and Stanley Park there really is absolutely nowhere open, unless you want to put a mask and latex gloves on and join the masses shopping at the Supermarkets or maybe she thought we might join one of the many Black Lives Matter gatherings!! Don’t get me started, while I agree that no man should die especially under the circumstance George Floyd did in America. Quite apart from all the damage to historic statues, done in the name of the protest and the issues the Police have had to face! I really cannot get my head around the mass gatherings of hundreds of people all close together when everyone is supposed to be staying alert, staying home unless they are working and just generally trying to keep each other safe!! On a daily basis I hear how my Mum “would Love to go to town on the bus!” so often that I feel like saying “well do it then! But you will find everywhere shut!” Heaven help us when the shops reopen next week, I can see she will be absolutely desperate to break the ‘lock-in’ as she calls it and go on the bus! With that thought in mind as we stroll around Stanley Park later, I think of the many times we used to go there with my Mum and family. Yes I know she would love to be in my shoes today but there is no way she could walk very far these days especially after being home for 76 days in a row! These are very sad times and I wonder if life will ever change, especially with all the mass protests! As I say on my Facebook post at this rate Mum will be in for another 77 weeks, if the virus gets any worse through all the public gatherings! Grrr…..
Monday 8th of June ……. Generally a work day, while I am working from home but of course that doesn’t stop the usual call from Mum. “Hello Karen, are you working? How is it going?” Me – “Yes Mum I was working and due to current circumstances I am still working from home, like many others.” Mum – “Oh I thought you would be back in work by now, especially after seeing the scenes on the TV.” Me – (I know exactly what she is referring to, the protests and everything else as obviously watching TV it looks like people are going back to their normal lives. Well if that includes damaging historic monuments and general behaving badly!!) However I do not mention it, but say “No Mum the office is still closed and I honestly don’t know when it will be open.” Mum – “Well anyway I rang you because the mini light over my bed isn’t working properly; the tube is ever so dim. It was okay last night but this morning it’s dim!” Me – “Don’t you think that could be something to do with the light! Brighter when it’s dark and dim when it’s daylight?” Mum – “Don’t be ridiculous, since when have you been an electrician, ask Gary!” Me – “Okay Mum just saying, anyway Gary’s busy working from home too, so I will see you tomorrow and by the way if you have any donations for the Trinity Hospice I am taking some up to the warehouse tomorrow.” Mum – “Humph what time tomorrow? I will think about it, I suppose my light will have to wait?!”…….
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