Thursday 19th November 2020 Day 240
7.00 It hasn’t been the best of nights again and I can’t even blame Worry this time, although maybe I can blame worry with a small double-u a bit, so I am going to have an easy day today.
8.30 I am watching morning tv, something I never ever do but actually it is quite entertaining; there is a discussion with Giles Brandreth as to whether we should or should not be allowed to get together for Christmas. Giles says there is a lot of evidence to support the fact that we should in fact be celebrating Christmas on March 25th which is more likely to be a true date for the birth of Jesus. So, they do a public poll on the programme as to what we would think about that and it comes back as roughly 50/50 although slightly more against the idea. This diary is supposed to be unbiased but logically it does seem to me that letting everyone get together for Christmas, is taking a huge risk.
11.30 We take a slow stroll up to the fields with a bit of welcome sunshine to brighten the walk, the deer seem to be less frightened of us these days and melt slowly into the woods as we approach. Three buzzards are wheeling above us and one comes and hovers very close, does he think we are big mice? I love the row of trees along the side of the furthest field because they always remind me of the long straight roads in France, flanked by poplars. The saplings of these trees must have been planted with a tape measure as they all seem to be completely equidistant from each other. Now they tower at twenty or thirty feet and sway gently in the wind.
Three people come to my door today, the postman, the egg lady and the man from Open Reach who has returned at my request to put the heavy bay tree pot back in place after he pulled it out yesterday.
The rest of the day has been a nothing day, no more to report. Let’s hope it won’t be too much longer before we can all be vaccinated and get back to our normal lives. Although to be honest I am still in two minds as to whether I would want to receive a vaccine that is still in its infancy.