Has begun. Primroses scrambling up the banks blazing pale yellow- defiant. Lambs gambolling in the meadow, pigeons cooing. Just heard first Kingfisher on river.
We cannot move. Boris has made his pronouncement. Spoke to Joannie today. Timbo in residence. Blins too. J Still doing her needlepoint. Rode with Wheezy tonight cold, bitter cold but sunny. Into Woods. How gorgeous is our valley. So dramatic, so scooped out by glaciers of the past, fields plunging down to river either side. 2 days now the horses rug-free and on grass and rolling delightedly. Pressing grass into flat patches.
Went to inspect my flooded furniture today in a warehouse Sad. My holiday let dream exploded in a disgusting run of muck and slurry off a Farmers field in winter’s heavy rains. I wore a mask and gloves for the inspection. I declined all offers of coffee, use of loo etc too scared…
Lovely T, a.k.a Wonder woman, has been told she cannot attend again due to lockdown. Nor Sarah cleaner. Thank God we organised the return of VeVe and the foals yesterday. Ahead of what was planned but for once I concede that OFTs planning paid off. 14 days qu’ tine for her then sleeves rolled up, baby alarm clipped to her jeans and helping bloody well HELPING.
Made some banana bread tonight from 5 horrible, black over ripe ones. Delicious and very quickky consumed indeed.
Saw 2 peacocks aged 9 months old. I intend purchasing them. Got lost on way there and had hideous 20 min reverse down an unmetalled road with trailer on. Wanted to cry, so horrible to have to do. Took 20 mins of backward and forward. Tiny, rough narrow lane with banks rearing up each side. Branches scraping sides of my car noisily and thrusting in through my open window. Nowhere to reverse in and turn. Then stood 3m away from peacock wrangler within the coop. Social distancing terror.
Watched Series 8 Ep 4 of Homeland. Excellent. Thank goodness for Carrie and Saul.
Going to work, sending kids to school, holding or attending a dinner party, going to cinema, library or weight watchers, Orchestra even my Volunteer Gig in cafe at Hospice seem a distant dream now..
I am self isolating in the spare room.
Every morning at 4am I am woken by sound of cat trying to come in through ajar window I put pillow over my ear but he is persistent so I stumble over to window, snap up blind and shout SCRAM!
The River Files 