Gosh its quite scary when the hose lets rip with the deluge of water. Managed the side of the house so tomorrow will be at the back. The weather has been really kind to us during lock down so the spraying like a ninja turtle in the hot weather has not been too bad, not sure in colder or chill times would be quite as endurable so small blessings hey.
The week started really well with our Bank Holiday street party, it should have been Sunday but the sun was a factor in sitting and enjoying ourselves. A little more reserved not a raucous or shot in sight and no states of unconsciousness for me or Steve or the rest of the street.
We chose that Thursday would be the last clapping night but have vowed that any celebration we will hit it with all we have and continue to appreciate the good thing that came out of this, a brand new community born out of fear, loneliness, and a deep need to feel that this street will survive and become a real neighborhood. I hope so and then the sacrifices that peeps have made will not be in vane. I feel sorry for the people that have suffered hardship, lost jobs, and like my friends business of a bistro have had to throw in the towel and after so much hard work, lets hope all these hard ships wont go on forever, I know only to well both my children have been hit hard, so understand only to well thing aren't going to go away overnight.
Going back to Bank holiday Monday, Dave turned up to collect Maz's bingo ticket, and oh my on the SX 200 scooter that bought memories for me, as my ex had one mm sweet little red and white number, chromed up to the hilt. I so loved riding on the back of that flashy scooter. Dave is a member of the scooter crowd its nostalgia for him and quite a few others, think he would like to recruit Steve into the gang, and I think Steve would probably love it if he decided a nice excursion and pass time.
I'm not sure but who else thinks the week goes so fast maybe its because it really feels like groundhog day. I hate the weekends because feel I should be doing things like meeting friends, browsing round shops, or just having a damm choice. People have been so kind with their remarks on my renovation project of dare I repeat it, TIN PAN ALLEY, every one seems to like what I have done and appreciate all the hard work its taken. Oh folks it lights up at night like Blackpool, but I like to think more like the .......Champs Elysees well I think so...especially in september when all the ave trees are lit up.
Had a visit from my friend Maz and Dave today sitting in the garden chatting as we are allowed, cuppa and chat would have cracked open the Prosecco but really don't want them to think I have become drink dependant ,,,SHHHhhhh it feels like a little luxury to sit talk and escape wonder if we will take time for granted again, I don't mind admitting I haven't handled it well, but some are more isolated than me, I feel for them. I have had Steve as the walking partner, and handy man, Viv to visit, Sylvia too, and although breaking the rules we all haven't mixed with each other knowing we have sanitised, scrubbed, Detolised, and basically been as careful as all.
Did a little visit to Viv earlier, but she was sparked out on the sofa so left her to sleep, later though went round after a detour and a look over Steves fence as I saw the man cave door was open, and yes he was there with his pork pie hat on swigging beer with Ben his son. It was nice to see Ben again and we were having a bit of banter with them teasing Steve about his reluctance to clear his leaves up, as Mrs Bucket said she would report him for being an eye sore.lol.
Well its only a short blog today, feeling a bit tired and wondering if a walk into town tomoz maybe with Steve if he wants to get his steps in or he could be still fettling in his shed finding treasures of things he had made as a boy, or dusting off all his collection of bits and bobs which he has loads of bits. He makes Sylvia and me laugh as he never throws anything away, he once had 2 washing machine motors in his cellar WHY...in case it comes in handy. Would that be for the Ninja Turtle jet washer to wiz it around all by its self..mmm
So goodnight see you all soon, she says shouting inside please remember we all need a little place in someones thoughts take care till the next blog.
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