Taking everyone’s sage advice and writing this as a word doc…
Wow, Kaimoana, what a lot of things going on in your life! So sorry to hear of your son feeling so down – I think there’s a lot of it about. It is really hard on the young, all this worry about the virus, jobs, the future, their little ones, astronomical house prices. When you think of the previous half-century, the certainty and confidence about the future sustained the young as they found their way in life. In NZ, anyway, most of the time, with minor issues from time to time. The gang issue has got completely out of hand since the lockdown. I remember many years ago, as a new young teacher attending a training course in a city about 50 miles from home, I came back to the car to find that I had left the headlights on, and the battery was completely flat. It was the middle of winter, dark, raining, well before mobiles, and I was parked in a dimly-lit back street on a Friday night. I glanced in my rear-vision mirror to see a gang of Mongrel Mobsters roaring towards me on their bikes, and then stop. One huge, tattooed gentleman approached the car and knocked on the window. Tentatively, and terrified, I opened the window a crack and a loud voice asked “You need some help, lady?” They then set to, pushed my car up the road in the heavy rain, while I started it up. I couldn’t then stop, of course, at the risk of stalling, so I tooted and waved, and they all waved back. Quite a memory. But that was then, and this is now. You are so very generous to give your lovely shawl to your D-i-L – I’m sure you will find your reward in heaven, or before.
Doodle I hope you continue to have a wonderful time! Sounds like the perfect antidote to the vicissitudes of life in the winter of this awful year. The food sounds wonderfully tempting, and terribly sinful for those of us who are carrying a little more post-lockdown avoirdupois than we would like. No, tell it how it really is – those of us who have packed on the chub. Here it is, summer, really hot and I’m in shorts every day, and my chubby knees are a disgrace. I blame MrJ’s sublime bread-making skills. How can a girl resist the temptation of a hot, crusty, home-baked loaf?
Grammaretto - the Advent service sounds lovely. You were very brave heading out in the weather, but I’m sure it was worth it. So very magical. And the food sounds divine! Your French girls are brave also, to be taking on Scotland at this time of the year!
Jan The weather in Norfolk can be pretty extreme, can’t it! Theo sounds a very fun little cat-I doubt that our three spoilt ones would be out in the weather chasing leaves! Not when there is a warm fire and a choice of comfortable seats. I hope your cold is better and that the cough is calming down.
Missedout, I’m so sorry to hear about your vulnerabilities and all the attendant anxiety. It must be so difficult when there is so much unknown about the direction this virus mutation is taking. Please keep strong and enjoy the season, hard as it may be. It is such a special time in the UK, with the lights and snug evenings by the fire, putting on elastic-waisted sweat pants and a sloppy jumper, and relaxing with a book, or GN. I like nothing better than having a fight on Quora with moronic Americans who ask inane questions about the Queen, and whether Brits are mad about losing the War of Independence, and sorry for their colonial brutality, whether Britain helped the Americans win WWII, and what race are the Scots. Really????
Everyone else, I hope you are all keeping well and positive, sending love and kind thoughts from a hot and sticky Northland.