Easter Sunday

It was a strange one in some ways.

In the morning the most extraordinary thing happened. It was a really lovely day, so we went for our daily walk on the lotties and a wander round the farmer’s field after breakfast. When we came back we sat on the bench on the front porch for a little while – no-one ever sits on the bench btw, it’s only there because I like it and it’s somewhere to park the shopping when we’re unloading the car.

View from the porch

That’s when it happened… random people we don’t know waved to us as they walked by! Two people even waved as they rode past on their bikes, one couple called out “Happy Easter – lovely day!” and a lady walking her dog said “Morning – strange times we’re living in!” Strange times, indeed; I don’t know these people from a bar of soap! I’m not the kind of person who habitually talks to strangers – this is definitely not normal!

One day we’ll look back on this time and it’ll seem unreal, like something you’d read about in a novel. A year ago, if anyone had said that much of the world would be in the midst of a medical emergency, serious enough to necessitate lockdown, I’d have laughed and said “Yeah right…sounds like science fiction!” It’s actually science fact now but it still seems unbelievable.

Once you’re in the thick of it, it’s surprising how quickly it becomes the new norm. The hardest part is not knowing when it’ll end.

Did a roast dinner yesterday; generally only bother about twice a year or sometimes only once at Christmas, but I decided to set to for just the two of us. Nut Roast with roast potatoes, glazed carrots and stir-fried cabbage. It was bloody lovely.

After a lovely warm cloudless morning, in the afternoon we had an almighty thunderstorm.

Now that’s more like Easter should be.