Goodbye Captain Tom. Day 260.

Captain Tom was today given the send off he deserved. Six Yorkshire regiment members carried his coffin draped in a union jack and a guard of honour fired three volleys. It might not have been the funeral it would have been in other, non Covid, times but then had it not been for the pandemic this ‘veteran and a gentleman’ would not have started walking around his garden and thereby raised £33 million for the NHS. There was a fly past by a world war two-era plane and the queen sent a wreath made up of 100 white roses. A fitting tribute for a 100 year old man who inspired a nation.

I had a lovely walk through Bournemouth gardens today and then along the pier. Amazing how many people were in the water, although I should add it was mostly kids or surfers neither of whom seem to notice it was cold. The sun was shining, beautiful blue sky and everyone looked pretty happy. Yesterday, another gorgeous day, I trotted around Compton Acres with my friend Joyce. Not too busy and there were quite a few winter and spring flowers in bloom. Such a lovely place and we bumped into a couple of friends there. Funny how we always seem to know people when I visit these gardens.

I watched Prince Harry taking an open top bus ride with James Corden. I don’t know if the chatter was supposed to appear spontaneous but it seemed to me that they were working from a rehearsed script. Harry asking to use the toilet when they were visiting the Prince of Bel Air house and James’ stilted phone conversation to Meghan. Then the assault course which supposedly saw the prince crawling through mud under a net and coming out the other side sparkling clean, just like a washing powder advert. His face was hidden under a baseball cap so I’m putting it to you, was it Harry or was it his stunt man? I know what I think.

If you were driving along the M5, M4 or M32 on Saturday you might have been surprised to see a Boeing 727 in front of you. The plane was being upcycled into office space and being hauled from Gloucestershire to Bristol. The plane had taken its last flight in 2012 so no doubt the buyers got it for a good price. You normally have to pay to have your rubbish removed so maybe the purchasers just offered to take it away.

A woman in Romford, Essex was mystified when three (yes, that’s right, three) council workers turned up at her one bedroom flat to demand that she remove her doormat. It was Havering council – I’m sure that’s my cousin Angela’s council – who said she would be fined if she didn’t remove the ‘tripping’ hazard. I have to agree with the tenant who said that surely these three workers could find something better to do with their time and tax payers’ money than worry about door mats. Hey people, let’s be careful out there.💤😴😴💤