Today has been one of those days. First thing to remember is that it’s Halloween and I think witches have been castings their spells everywhere. It is the anniversary of my husband who died eleven years ago today. Well to be absolutely correct he left us at about 5am on November 1st but he would have preferred it to not have been on All Saints Day. It went against his heathen beliefs. I think we all miss him still. Sean Connery also died today aged 90 managing it on Halloween. That’s quite a good date for James Bond to go. I’m not sure I’ve ever seen a James bond film and Sean Connery never appealed to me, definitely not my type. He always reminded me of a ventriloquist’s doll when he talked. Still I wish him well on his journey to wherever he might be heading. I was going to say ‘be headed’ but somehow it didn’t sound quite right.
Storm Aiden battered us all morning and we can look forward to it coming back tomorrow. This afternoon we waited for the PM to come on TV and give us a Covid update. He was supposed to be on at 4pm and then it was delayed until 5, then 6 but it was nearly 7pm when he finally showed up with his cohorts. We all knew what to expect and from Thursday we will all be in lockdown for four weeks. As much as I hate the thought I know it can’t be avoided but sadly I don’t think that will make the virus go away. I can’t help thinking that the four weeks is to enable people to have a little bit of freedom over Xmas and then it’ll be back in lockdown in 2021. If anyone says to me that this is the new normal I shall probably be locked up for murder.
While we’re talking about the PM, he will be back on TV tomorrow with his fiancee Carrie Symonds. They will be praising and thanking NHS staff and other frontline workers for all their hard work and of course for looking after BoJo while he was being treated for coronavirus and Carrie when she gave birth to their son. I’ve no idea what time it’s scheduled for but I believe it’s part of the Pride of Britain Awards. You heard it here first.
Some of our frontline workers must be surprised at the duties they have to carry out. Essex firefighters were called to a derelict laundry, not because there was a fire, but because three young men had got stuck in a disused dryer. My imagination was working overtime wondering what they were doing in there, or what they hoped to do in there. Two of the men had managed to get in without too much trouble but the third got his ankles trapped in the door. They were later treated by the ambulance crew. Only in Essex. Be careful of flying broomsticks if you’re out and close your windows if you’re in. Spooky night, sleep tight. 😴💤😴
