You must understand the whole of life not just a little part of it so said Jiddu Krishnamurti . At the moment I dont understand most of it let along the whole of it. Covid 19 has made us all that way. We understand nothing much these days. I fell asleep last night thinking about motorhoming . It is a little over 8 years since we bought our first van and what adventures we have had since then. Apparently there are around 225,000 motorhomes and campervans in our small country . Add rather a lot more caravans and there are a lot of us probably feeling tied down and missing our vans. Motorhoming has a lot more popular here over the years and we all will be looking for places to go once our country opens up. Letters have been sent to the government by individuals and camping organisations asking them to consider opening up campsites soon. I fell asleep wishing that this would happen sooner rather than later . I probably dreamed of being alone in wild camping spaces with our own facilities on board . We could easily self isolate . At the moment but this is
I woke early again . It is Sunday and the wind which was blowing a gale yesterday had died down. It was a grey old day though . I had restless legs and needed to get out. My DIY chiropody had worked on my feet . I would never train to be a chiropodist but made a reasonable job sorting my sore feet out . Same with cutting hair , When needs must the scissors came out and I trimmed the drivers hair . As he has let me loose again I must have made a reasonable job of it . But how nice it will be to get a proper chiropodist working on my feet and a real hairdresser cutting hair .
I reached the hump last week . I hit grumpy. I was miserable . I was at the point of feeling really fed up with isolating. Enough is enough . Jiddus message about life told me that to understand I needed to read which I had been doing and I had to look at the sky. Plenty of sky looking on my walks. I set off on my walk
thinking about the hump. Perhaps it was the same sort of hump the long distance runner goes through when he reaches a certain distance . The point where he has had enough . Where it feels as if the race will never end . The brain had said I wanted to get to the end of lockdown . I had reached the point of swimming where you have to break through the pain in order to continue . I needed to get my second wind . A second wind that would help me get through another couple of weeks of Covid 19. I wanted Fish and Chips . I wanted to travel .
I met a runner along the way . Had he reached that hump point ? I wondered . Did he feel the same as I did? The weather was holding out as I walked . A damp misty sort of day . I needed my coat on plus my scarf . With each step I felt warmer and had to open up my jacket . I intended to walk the Washlands and head to the railway. Boris is not very popular this morning . His popularity
was high after the election and the thoughts were that he was handling Covid 19 properly . However over the last few weeks his popularity had dipped . So many mistakes. Had he jumped out of a plane a months ago his parachute would have opened and he would arrived on the ground safely . Now his parachute would fail all the way down . So many mistakes being made . He is in for a bumpy ride to be sure . I saw on the Washlands . A peaceful walk , a bit of exercise and a chance to clear my mind . The end of another week and the start of the next one . What will tomorrow bring I wonder ?
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