A global lock down of a kind we only thought possible in second rate sci-fi novels and late night “straight to DVD” movies on obscure cable channels.
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A global lock down of a kind we only thought possible in second rate sci-fi novels and late night “straight to DVD” movies on obscure cable channels.
Sometimes, from a certain angle, people look no different to lampposts and bollards.
Unexpectedly, if I am being honest, as the grey and overcast weather had seemed set for the season. But blue skies appeared and so did the people. It was that kind of day.
Fighting the demons in the hours of silence. Where exaggerated anxieties invade and conquer and fear is the unwelcome norm. And everyone else sleeps the sleep of the healthy.
And of course, sometimes I will be spot on when I think this way. I am more than capable of being any of those things at certain times. We all are, no matter how hard we try. But often, mostly, it is just my mind working in a perverse, let’s not call this idyllic, kind of way.
The vicar without dog collar was not the only local who took some time out of their day to make us feel very welcome and we both reacted positively. A great reference for a small town surviving, one feels, on a steady stream of visitors looking to take in a little history with their tea and cake.
The starkness of winter. Tall, bare trees becoming one with their own dark shadows in the low afternoon sunshine.
We sat under the trees after hours on our feet, tired, thirsty and just a little irritable, as naïve tourists have a habit of being in warm countries.
It feels like the others are just that little bit further ahead of me these days, or at least, that's how it seems when I decide to take notice.