We had our regular socially distanced street party tonight between 5 and 6 p.m. We all sit on our own pretty much open plan fronts and shout to each other from distances much further than two metres. We even had a comic play about a failed post office robbery, written by one of our neighbours and performed by other neighbours.
We live in a cul de sac, which helps as there is no through traffic, apart from the odd dog walker accessing the field at the bottom.
I've curtailed my customary walks. Before this bloody nightmare, I walked most days.. anywhere from a mile or so, up to ten miles. Often I wouldn't see a soul and I had the local paths all around the village pretty much to myself. Now, I find myself struggling to find anywhere that isn't overrun with bikers, runners, joggers and walkers. I can completely understand why people are suddenly into getting all this exercise.. as there's basically sod all else they are allowed to do.. but my fortunate position of living in something of a local beauty spot seems to be attracting people from far and wide. I'm now down to one good stiff walk of around 30 minutes every other day.
The almost total absence of the usual vapour trails from two nearby airports is nice. Birdsong is much more audible without the general background roar of traffic which afflicts us due to the village being on the major route from St Helens to Wigan.
However.. Ambulance sirens are much more audible than usual.. and each one has me wondering...
Finally.. Sodding wind chimes!!! One thing apart from CV which seems to have been with us since Christmas.. is wind. Some of my neighbours.. a lovely couple who I get on very well with (despite his poncey Linn system....
) have some very posh wind chimes... Thing is being posh they have very loud and sonorous tones.
Unfortunately they are also totally non-melodic and tedious bloody tones. I hate them!!!
