The blue-tits aren’t interested!

I would like to point out the positives in this changing time. Call me an Old Biddy if you like, and many do, but whilst this evolving situation is causing great distress I feel that we could all learn from our behaviour at this time.

Firstly, we are starting to appreciate our own backyard. Spring is here and my garden is coming to life with colour and song. The birds are going crazy, not realising we’ve put the clocks forward. The snowdrops have been and gone and I’ve noticed the reds of camellias and the pinks of magnolias. I would restock my herb trug although it’s tricky at the moment because the garden centres are closed.

We need to push a reset button while we can. I remember from my teenage years life was slower but more fun than it is for today’s teenagers. We celebrated the beginning of Spring with the sound of the cuckoo rather than winter sun breaks in far flung countries. We can’t do that now because no one’s flying due to the virus. I think that’s a good thing, our skies are clearer and less polluted. In the old days, celebration of May was festivals, ceilidhs. We had May queens crowned with spring flowers and we passed around corn dollies. We celebrated Spring looking forward to our summers with enthusiasm and didn’t see foreign travel as a necessity. If we booked a holiday in Devon that was the only excitement we needed. The May Bank Holiday was Whitsun where we had carnivals and fun fairs and our celebrations were so much more innocent. All we wanted was the fairground lad to spin us faster on the waltzer. Play schemes were run through the school holidays. Activites for 7-12 year olds culminating in an ‘Inflatables’ day at the end of each week. They would be erected on the local ‘Rec’ (recreation ground). There were always minor accidents, nose bleeds or squashed limbs but remember this was before the Health & Safety. Oh, the fun we had, we did, we enjoyed it.

I’m grateful for the world slowing down for a while. The shops have only limited supplies and I am finding that I want to use more local produce and source things closer to home. Whilst I love mangoes and kiwi fruit, rhubarb is available at the moment and can be used in many ways. Supermarkets offer so much variety but do we really need 54 varieties of cereal? When I was young we had cornflakes, Weetabix and Shredded Wheat. When Frosties were launched we were told we couldn’t have them because a) they were full of sugar and b) they were too expensive. How many different oils can I buy? Ive been hoodwinked into needing walnut oil, sesame oil or groundnut oil, guess what, they all go out of date before I can use them!

I’m so bored at the moment and I can’t shop for groceries as there’s no slots (see last blog) but, I can browse. T-shirts, jumpers or handbags, but who is going to see them? The birds in my garden don’t care. Newspaper articles are advising me on how to cut my own hair, again I could end up with hair like Boris and nobody would mind.

I think that we may be putting our gardens to good use as vegetable plots in future. I’d quite like a pig snuffling in my garden. The pig would have a name, I couldn’t kill it and it would have rather a rank smell, besides, my neighbours would complain. Unfortunately chickens would be fox fodder around here, so not viable, indeed an untenable option for me.

About I'M Still me.....

I'm an MS warrior and writer who enjoys Prosecco, chocolate, looking glamorous and who will NEVER go grey!
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