Lockdown Diary – 2020 – 124 and 125 – Now is the Moment

Not quite Missing in Action yesterday as the Round Robin was posted, however, time didn’t permit a diary entry. Fruit picking on Friday at the wonderful Craigie’s meant there was a load of fruit to be dealt with and that always means now. Topping and tailing, washing, open freezing, putting into bags or boxes. All done. I don’t make jam (only marmalade).

We entertained neighbours on Friday evening – Oh wow! That’s three folk so far – hardly flood-gates opening, but it did feel nice. DH finally got rid of the last of the debris following the building works. Rotten score in the quiz – where is one’s brain when needed.

It’s Sunday again and there’s another service available online from the team at Mayfield Salisbury Parish Church. For Rev Helen Alexander’s reflections, readings and music go here 

I’m electronically visiting on Rosemary Gemmell’s blog this morning talking about Pocket Novels in company with Linda Tyler. I hope you’l pop over and have a browse on Rosemary’s lovely blog.

First feedback about A Debt for Rosalie was positive. Sigh of relief.



Lockdown Diary – 2020 – 106 – Through the Barrier

I think this camel photograph, camel sexless but probably male, gazing out towards the females just brought back from grazing the desert, is high on my favourites’ list. The whole camel research station was an unexpected delight and the photograph says so much about captivity, breaking out, staying in…

It’s today’s choice because it has a fence or barrier and I finished the outline yesterday. Bursting through that barrier, I wrote a few hundred words of the story. I’ve taken advice from my fellow Capital Writer, Kate, and my husband, DH. Thanks to both for pulling me back from the edge.

Workmen got on with working. Me, as above. DH finished bits he needed to complete in the garden. Watched an interesting programme about Beethoven in which many of the professional musicians were reduced to tears as they described his battle with deafness.

Joined a zoom meeting of my badminton group in which I discover they all – ALL – have hair appointments. Phoned my hairdresser and left message. Await her return call in some excitement. Saw that Craigie’s Farm shop and pick your own fruit farm, will be offering appointments, too. Looks like a good ploy for next week after the freezer is switched back on.

Today’s ploy will be finding some books I might loan or exchange through my book group: there might be one or two…