Thanks for popping in. Tuesday’s blog rolls back the hours, right? Well let’s look back at this day last year, and see what was going on, shall we?
Blimey. Just glanced back at last year’s blog, because it is like a diary of sorts, isn’t it. Took the bus to Brighton and back a year ago today. Went shopping down the Lanes. It was a crisp winter’s day.
And yesterday evening, we went up to London and spent a rare evening with Sir Ian McKellen. Wish I hadn’t looked now! Amazing how things can change in a year, isn’t it?
Oh. And tomorrow a year ago, we had our wonderful Clarity Christmas Party at the Spa Hotel in Tunbridge Wells.
Well, there you go. There’s not much I can add to that really, except I suppose I should be grateful to have had those experiences. Sticks in the throat a bit today, I have to say. The theatres are closed, the Spa Hotel is closed. Even me, with my ever hopeful attitude is sucking on that one. Makes you realise how much our world has shrunk.
Can you remember what you were up to this time last year?!? Ahh… the benefits of writing a daily blog!
One thing I am realising this year is how much I’ve lived Life, but also how much I’ve taken for granted. Glad I did when I could, I guess. Note to self: Get grateful.
So many people never leave their village, or even their home. And that was before Covid. We get to experience their kind of life now. Perhaps we will gain a little more understanding, empathy, for the person who lives alone and always celebrates Christmas alone. Think about that. There are many thousands of lonely, hungry, frightened people right now. And they aren’t far away.
Things will come good again. The bus to Brighton still stops outside our front door! In fact, unbelievably, Brighton is still in tier 2, as is Crowborough. So strictly speaking, I could get on that Number 29 bus and go Christmas shopping in Brighton! And I could hop off in Lewes too! Nah. I’ll pass. I’d rather throw a few pots alone in the garage.
But today I understand a little better why some folks are clinging to their Christmas plans, why they are perhaps flouting the law and ignoring the guidelines. I can feel their frustration today. Perhaps they NEED a bus to Brighton. Perhaps they NEED to get out. Perhaps they really really NEED to be with friends and family. Not everybody likes their own company. And not everybody adapts well to change.
So I shall just stay in my lane, wear a mask, wash my hands every 20 seconds for 20 seconds, and not be judgemental. They are not me, and I am not them. They do what they do. And I do what I do. Live and let live.
Enough rambling. Tomorrow’s another day, eh.
Love and hugs