Walk on by as the song goes, but only with the safe 2 metre distance but all acknowledging one another with a smile or nod for time out.on good behaviour

What a lovely sunny day to help lift the spirits, this demanded a walk and a super walk we had, checked on Steve's old house for post then walked along to the toe path next to the canal, such a

pretty walk which it has been a long time since I had walked this route the last time was with Sylv when the Jubilee water festival used to be held there alas no longer happens like a lot of things these days, maybe a revival for all sorts of fun outings and gatherings after this sharabang not sure this is a word but my mum's words and she was the law bless her.
Family always comment that out of all her girls in which there were 4 of us I was the only one that actually took after her, she loved dancing, loved people, and always there to help at the expense sometimes of her own family but it rubbed off on all of us that part. My mum was a lioness regarding her girls she had such a hard life when young, being born into a poor family in Wales and when the slate mines began to dry up walked from Betsy coed to Loughborough when she was 5 years old so hardship came very early to my mum. We recently found
our extended family in Wales and went to meet them which was quite humbling tying links together and still non of us knowing why the large family lost contact with siblings, it was explained that Welsh speaking nationalists  were banned from speaking it and writing it for many years and has only become very popular and has become again their first language especially with the young. My great aunt is an antique dealer and her many friends are those who deal on the antiques Rd show as
she is a well respected person in her own field at 97 years she has
earned it. The scenery back in Betsy-coed is spectacular and will visit again with more of the family clan, but I will try to move on with the days activities, the walk lasted well over an 1 and 3/4 hrs. After a nice cuppa but on my return found a lovely spicy chilly dish and a can of Rose Cider which not tried but will give it a go this evening so thank you very much Mossie, Mossie is a friend we used to have a
cooking club when he first moved into our road, he had no cooking skills but it developed over the year and we took turns to be sous chef, it was fun times and gave me light relief in the evenings and company as Mel my husband by this time had become more distant in his illness and less tolerant. with chat so life could be hard caring with not much socializing, hence in the earlier blog the comment about living the life of a widow for a long time. Friends were my lifeline to a normal existence.
Getting back to the day, the blog, I am learning maybe slowly and for someone like me who wasn't  to bad at Techi stuff finds herself like a lame duck, and trust me I passed a lot of swans on my walk and and the ducks were up to speed in the water but probably we  will say this  ugly duckling will evolve like the story goes and become the swan......that is a joke by the way the days of making any Drake quack have passed me by me thinks shame cus there is a young mind full of fun witty chatty and love to be able to still make friends family feel special in their down days or off days is still in there so will hang on to that as long as humanly possible. Been waiting also for my NHS team Techi lot to get me on VPN I always want to laugh cus think of visible panty liner why.??.. so I can  carry on contacting my patients in the community so its on hold.

Bumped into a few people when I say few people safe distancing passing the time of day asking how each are doing, all smiles at the mo but wonder how it will be if weather becomes bad and not so easy to get out, I will still walk not sure about Steve as he can pull in a few fitness routines in his home made gym, fair play he likes his own company and space afraid my hobby is people reading and anything to do with socializing so as you can imagine hard times ahead as for everyone. My friend
Viv whom at the moment is on her own momentous journey is being tattooed for her scans for radiotherapy to run along side her Chemo. Viv was my Thailand once in a life time trip partner and the plans we made were to be memories to place in our new roles of becoming widows, our plans were fab and our new journey exciting which thinking about now makes me tearful, but we are going ahead with gusto at the end of her treatment and we don't mind who comes along for the ride because we are sharers and fun needs to be shared and enjoyed with as many as you can possibly touch, I have a word for it its mingling and its good in my book . Don't want to bore you all so will halt for a time cus evening is

young and who knows what might be in store later .......eeerm well not a lot but my imagination keeps me occupied and find myself laughing so see's ya later going to eat my donated nosh.....
Well the drop off meal was delish as in Gavin and Stacey....one of my all time favorite programs one that over the years have dipped back into when the need called for some smiles and laughs. So whats (occurring Nessa ) . just been shops took a slow walk well meandering actually trying to stay out in earshot of voices to just remind me that life is going on. Going to settle down now for the evening bit of this bit of that and plenty of Naf all sorry not funny ,... but best I can do I will get better it will get better and we will survive and that is a song.