A Touch of Light Relief

I may be going against current fashionable thinking here, but I’m quite enjoying my enforced staycation. Suddenly I’ve got time to do things. All sorts of things. Things like sit down and actually listen properly to the radio; Read a book; Do a jigsaw puzzle; Do some of the brain teasers and puzzles that we brought out with us from England to fight off the boredom that never happened; And best of all, write lengthy emails to friends and enjoy their responses.

Of course there are other things to do as well; Tidy the cupboards; turn out the deep freeze; Clean the oven properly - Eugh! My least favourite!

But the feeling of righteous satisfaction that comes with the completion of each of these latter less than glamorous tasks leaves me with a smug expression and a halo so bright that it is almost necessary to wear sunglasses indoors!

However inconvenient these stern measures of isolation may be they are but small potatoes. I would far rather suffer their privations than live with the possibility that my selfish assertion of independence were to result, however indirectly to the infection, and God forbid, the death, of anybody, no matter how much ‘not at risk’ they may consider themselves, nor how obliquely our contact was made.

Rules, they say, were made to be broken; But this is far too serious – let’s all be responsible to ourselves and others, and keep to them.

And on a lighter note……Ball Gown or Jeans?  It’s a funny old state of affairs!

As far as I’m concerned, Mercadona will open as normal, so my shopping habits remain unchanged – I don’t feel the need to buy 6 months supply of toilet rolls in one go! This brings a question to mind; As soon as all those who have bought trolley-fulls of toilet rolls have decided that they now have enough to last them until Armageddon, and therefore are not buying any more, will there then be a glut of toilet rolls in Mercadona?

Hoarding toilet rolls I can understand. They don’t have a Use By date, they don’t go off - but what about fresh fruit and veg? The delight of fresh fruit and veg is in the freshness, so how can anyone bulk buy them? There is only so much room in any freezer, and in any case, not all of them improve with freezing. So why not bulk buy frozen from the start? If your freezer is big enough?

Usually I sail through Life with a happy smile and minimal cerebral input, but this enforced inaction has given me too much time to think.

I’m not very practiced in thinking. I leave weighty questions like Was Donald Trump’s hair inspired by Weetabix, or was it the other way around to others more knowledgeable and on the subject of hair: Would our very own Boris not benefit from the gift of a comb and some pretty strong hair spray? Perhaps if someone were to give him some John Frieda Luxurious Volume Forever Full Hairspray for Fine Hair, or any other sort of magic spray-on glue, then we could instead focus on addressing his sartorial idiosyncrasies?

The thought currently occupying my waking moments stems from Classic FM, which is my radio of choice. It concerns those 2 greats, Luciano Pavarotti and Andrea Bocelli.

I am not sufficiently erudite to express an opinion on their relative greatness, so instead I transposed the question into something more applicable to my everyday way of thinking. My thoughts were; If I were to meet Pavarotti, (I know, he’s dead) the rendezvous would have to be in the splendour of somewhere like the Royal Albert Hall; I would have to be wearing a designer ball gown, and be adorned with several thousand pounds worth of jewellery.

But Bocelli? I can imagine him in my kitchen, while I am wearing jeans and a T shirt and doing the washing up. ‘I’ll dry.’ He’d say. Blind people are very careful, so I’m sure he’d make a very good job of it!

Unfortunately I know that neither scenario is likely to happen.
But I can dream!