Strangely comforting

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In our village these are left at the church lych gate for the local food bank who organise their distribution.
I agree about village community spirit, it has really been brought out here during this crisis and our village shop which was previously frankly ropey and I suspect on the way out, has somehow had a new lease of life, offering excellent fresh stock, reasonable prices and will deliver free.

I don't particularly like dogs. I've never had one and, although I can see how they're company etc. I couldn't do with being tied down by one. It's not that I don't like them. I'm just ambivalent to them and never feel inclined to fuss over them. Well I say that but maybe I should say that I never used to feel inclined. Stepson and DIL have a pug. It's the sweetest little thing ...well the poor thing has been bred to look sweet and attractive to humans. But it's what he does when we leave that affects me. I'm used to ignoring dogs and, once they realise that I'm not going to make of fuss of them, being ignored in return but this little dog cries when we leave. No annoying barking. No jumping. Just sad whimpering. It really tugs on my heartstrings but is also really nice to think we may be missed.

Actually I think he's rather clever because Stepson and DIL spoil him so when we leave and he cries they give him treats to make him feel better. He doesn't cry for us at all. He just knows that if he does he gets a treat

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I emailed my GP this morning for a prescription, I asked after his family(I have met his daughter) etc.
Within 10 minutes I received said prescription and a really nice mail asking how I was and telling me that the rest of the family who are not registered with him can contact him if need be.
It was a nice chatty personal mail and gave me a sense of security.
He also added his mobile number which I already have anyway.

kittylester if you are very old at 71, what does that make me!

can`t think of anything offhand,but reading your comment felice, I rang our docs surgery just before closing last night, receptionist said to call back Monday, after I had told her what my problem was,,, they insist on that

5 mins later the doc rang.. so I suppose that comforted me..

Still wondering what Vampirequeen was on about....

Do you really consider yourself old KittyLester at 71 or was that tongue in cheek , what a lovely thing to do that’s really kind

MawB Me too.....

This isn’t ‘strangely’ comforting, but comforting all the same. When I’ve been on my feet at work all day (I work in a jewellery shop so it’s certainly not hard work) and I get home to find my husband has lit the fire, put the dinner on and hands me a glass of my favourite wine. He’s usually been working far far harder than me all day as he’s a farmer.

Vampirequeen must have posted on the wrong post. Well we all have Covid brain at present!

My mum was old at 60! I am 65 now and have decided old is always ten years ahead of me!

I never see anyone unless on my once a week shop or click and collect. My comfort...I get lost in my quilting. Near the end of an on off 7 year project hand piecing 2400 pieces. I sat on my jetty in the sun yesterday sewing and listening to the birds. Yes...definitely comforting....

How lovely Theoddbird to sit peacefully on your little jetty.
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I think I'd like to join you there.

In these strange times my husband and myself usually have a bath and get into our pyjamas around eight o clock in the evening. We then settle down for an hour and just watch television together. Simple pleasures I know, but I feel calm and comforted during those evening times. Just us two, and the world and all it’s problems outside, for a precious short time, out of mind. We’ve just watched the series Innocent this week, we watched it when it was first on, but had forgotten the plot, but it wouldn’t have mattered if we remembered, it’s the cosy safety in my own home with my husband that I find particularly comforting.

Funnily I find baking comforting. Not sure why. Perhaps I feel I'm being nurturing.

I understood your post Vampirequeen’

I've had a chronic illness for nearly 7 years now and have been confined to home for a lot of that period, watching the world go by and other people getting on with their lives, whilst I am excluded. At the moment, I feel, for the first time in all those years, a part of the world and feel very comforted by that.

To all those wondering - I certainly didn't consider myself old (I'm only 71 for heavens sake) but it has been decided that I am!

To be honest, I find that really irritating as I was a very busy volunteer, mother, Ma, sister and friend before the lockdown. I can see the reasoning but hate it!!

Just people I've spoken to on the phone, not family or friends, just banks and business, they all end with a 'Stay safe'.

I find Gransnet comforting especially when I read that there are others out there who have the same random thoughts, ideas and fears as me.

I think vampirequeen finds the little dog comforting.

Possibly because of the need to concentrate, but I find untangling a pile of yarn, or threads, or wires (anything that can get tangled) and rolling into a neat ball or skein to be comforting and satisfying.

My garden is my comfort and joy. I heard my first swifts of the year yesterday, and my local blackbird sings to me every morning and evening.

I found it comforting to see five school children aged about nine waiting for the bus I was a passenger in. Standing well apart.

When the bus pulled up, one boy said politely to the bus driver, "Please wait for my friend." The friend was limping on crutches so the two other boys made sure he got on the bus.

When the children got off, the girls jumped off first, then one of them called to the boy with the broken leg, "I've got your bag." and right enough, there she was doggedly trudging down the road carrying two heavy school-bags.