Eating Out but In. Blog 276.

You might have noticed that I changed the word ‘Day’ in my title for ‘Blog’ followed by the number. Have been thinking about this for a while since I’m no longer writing every day and the original idea was no longer fit for purpose.

Spring Holiday weekend here in the UK and Memorial Day in the US. Just for a change we have had great weather and people have been flocking to the beaches here in Bournemouth. The car park near me has been chocablock for the first time in months. Yesterday my daughter Elena invited me to join them for dinner at Prezzo in Lymington – all the Bournemouth ones were fully booked. Great drive out and Andrew managed to park right outside. We had a great table and sat down at 7.30. Our starters arrived at 8.30 which seemed a bit slow as we were all hungry but they were busy with diners in and a queue for takeaways. At 9.30 we were still waiting for out main course. Now I have to say we hadn’t been bored as there was some very lively conversation going on with Elizabeth and Alice having lots to say. The staff were very apologetic and told Andrew we would only be charged 50%. A little later they plonked two bottles of wine on the table by way of further apology. Our dinner was finally served at 9.45 by which time we were losing our appetite. When asked for the bill they said it was on the house and they were truly sorry. Andrew commented that it was the first time ever that he had left a restaurant better off (with a bottle in each hand) than when he entered. I definitely had a great evening.

There are rumours of a third Covid wave and hints that maybe lockdown will not end on 21st June. Boris has constantly said that we must open up and he will stick to his plan but we will have to see. I think there might be a revolution if the date is postponed. Most people are absolutely sick of not being able to plan anything that they really want to do. We are resigned to no holidays abroad, to wearing masks, to social distancing and getting vaccinated regularly but we need more freedom.

On the subject of BoJo, he quietly got married this weekend to his girlfriend Carrie Symonds. Not many people invited but that’s lockdown for you – and him. Congratulations I say to the happy couple.

A few yards from where I live is the supposedly oldest café in Bournemouth, Norwegian Wood. It’s been there since the early sixties and contains Beatles  memorabilia and serves a great breakfast or lunch. Now local developer Richard Carr is hoping to bulldoze the whole block of buildings and replace it with entertainment venues, flats and parking. They say they will ‘look after’ the owners of the café but do we believe that? The street is a dump so it could do with a makeover. Hey people, more later but let’s be careful out there.

It’s a Scary World. Blog 275.

Lockdown somehow doesn’t feel quite so locked down in Bournemouth now. Shops and restaurants are open and having a busy time and now that the rain has stopped people are definitely out and about. I was out today with my friend Winnie. We went off to Compton Acres to see how the gardens were progressing now that summer is nearly here. Things were as they should be with plenty of rhododendrons in full bloom and varied colours, very spectacular. The tulips are nearly over and most of the other plants I couldn’t give a name to if my life depended on it. We had a lovely day though and finished it off with lunch in their café.

In Sussex a ton (or is it tonne?) of cocaine has been washed up on its shores. The waterproof packages were attached to life jackets and their value is estimated to be £80 million. That’s a lot of nose candy and methinks that someone’s nose is going to be put out of joint. The haul has been put under armed guard in a secret location and the beaches were closed to the public. It’s thought that the packages might have originated in South America but how they landed near Hastings is a mystery. Hope it doesn’t lead to another battle there.

Like many other people I’d be hard put to locate Belarus on a map. I’d know that it’s ‘over there’ in the direction of Russia but never really given it much thought. Now though it’s scarily in the news. How does a small country manage to send fighter jets to intercept a civilian plane and force it to change direction and land. And, although they deny it, it was to arrest a passenger who was on board that Ryanair flight. What would have happened if the pilot had ignored the instructions and carried on to its original destination? We’ll never know now but the journalist and his girlfriend were arrested and detained and apparently forced to broadcast statements on tv and social media.

Social injustices were in the news today around the world. It’s one year since the death of George Floyd with demonstrations demanding racial equality. Sadly I feel that the world has a long way to go before that is any where near being achieved. The other injustice hitting the headlines is that of single British mothers who were forced to give up their babies in the twenty years following WW2. The young mothers were not given a choice, just told by medical staff, social workers, parents, churches or other so called professionals that their baby would be adopted because they were unfit to raise a child. These mothers are from my age group and I’ve met a few women that this happened to. The mothers are demanding an apology from the government. I can’t see how this will help but then it didn’t happen to me. I think more needs to be done. Maybe DNA testing of the mothers and invite all adopted children to also be tested and try matching the results. Hey people, let’s be careful out there.

 

Typically British. Day 274.

Long time, no write. I do have a good excuse though as I have been poorly with a stomach bug. I’ve lost quite a bit of weight in five days but I wouldn’t recommend this diet to anyone. Seen my GP today at short notice and saw a medic last week via 111. I have to say that I have never had bad service from the Panton practice in Bournemouth. I’ve found them to be very caring as well as efficient. Anyway, I’m feeling a bit better today and hoping that I can now forget about it and get on with enjoying the lifting of several Covid restrictions. Weather permitting, of course.

Tonight I watched the first episode of Pact on BBC1. A drama set around a brewery in Wales got off to a slightly slow start but thoroughly enjoyable especially as I love a good serial. I have to stop expecting TV to be believable as I keep telling myself, as I’m watching,  ‘that wouldn’t possibly happen’ or ‘as if she would behave like that’. It’s a fairy story on TV and as my son-in-law Andrew said about another show ‘it’s just a bit of fun’. Looking forward to seeing how it progresses.

Apart from going to the doc today I haven’t been out to witness  Bournemouth’s lockdown easing today. What I have witnessed was a very strange Spring day with sun, rain, wind, thunder and lightening – no hailstones though. A very good thing that people could eat indoors, in groups of six at least, it wouldn’t have been much fun in the gardens. I wonder how everyone got on? One report states that Brits today were spending £2.8 million a minute on enjoying their first day of freedom after seven months.

I read that Mr Sussex has put his foot in it again, this time with the Americans. Our friends over the pond fought a war to become free of British rule and many of them have taken umbrage at Prince Harry’s latest interview. I believe he didn’t actually intend saying that the First Amendment was bonkers. Just that it gave journalists the right to always follow him and his family around taking pictures etc. I guess the best way to stay out of the limelight is to stop putting yourself in it.

That’s all for my first day back except to ask a completely irrelevant to anything question. Have you ever wondered why desert spoons and soup spoons are a different shape? after all, no matter what we shove in, our mouths are the always  the same shape. Hey people, let’s be careful out there.

 

 

This Is the Week That Was. Day 273.

The most shocking news of course is the pandemic raging through India. Photos and videos inside hospitals and of mass cremations have shocked the world. Could it have been avoided? It’s too early to say and too late to change what’s happening. I hope they get some help, they obviously need oxygen and ventilators but also more hospital beds and more medical staff to look after the thousands of people who have succumbed to the illness. I wonder what the deniers are saying about this.

Meanwhile a woman from Mali gave birth to nine babies (nonuplets) and currently mother and all babies are doing well. In March the 25 year old woman was flown to Morocco for specialist care. She had been told she was expecting seven babies but once delivery started by caesarean section five girls and four boys appeared. I couldn’t see if she had had fertility treatment to become pregnant but I think not. How does that happen and what must it be like to carry all those babies. And now, they all need looking after. I hope she has family around to help her.

French and English fishermen are fighting again. Although it isn’t strictly true to say English as the fishermen concerned are from the Island of Jersey which is not part of the UK and was never part of the EU. They have introduced some minor changes to the rights of the French boats and the affected fishermen are furious saying they could be put out of business. I think that over the years many British fishermen have been put out of business by European boats getting closer and closer to our coasts.

While we’re on the subject of fishing, Fry Magazine has released it’s list of the 50 top fish and chip shops in the UK. Not a one in Bournemouth I’m afraid but Callaways in Dorchester and Fish ‘n Fritz in Weymouth were  selected. I think us locals should stop rushing off to Swanage for the national dish, they didn’t make the list either. My family might be interested to know that Hooked on the Heath in Knutsford was included but they probably already know that. In Dunmow, Essex Flitch and Chips was one of the ten best mobile units chosen although my daughter and son in law have left the village and moved to Bournemouth.

In Brooklyn New York a four year old boy managed to order 51 cases of SpongeBob Popsicles from Amazon. They were delivered to his aunt’s house much to her surprise and Amazon said they couldn’t be returned. Maybe they had all melted, I don’t know how you would keep that many frozen in your fridge. The popsicles cost his mother over $2000 which she couldn’t afford. Her friend set up a GoFundMe page and they have passed the amount needed. You might think that it would be more difficult to make an order for that much money but apparently not. Hey people, let’s be careful out there.

Happy May Day Everyone. Day 272.

This is becoming a weekly event rather than a daily one but then we are coming out of lockdown and yours truly is getting busy. It’s become more like a weekly column in a newspaper. I had a birthday a week ago and had a thoroughly spoilt time which was shown on FB by my daughter.

The week in the headlines has all been about the refurbishment of Nº 10 Downing Street and who paid for it. It seems that Carrie Antoinette (her new name due to her spending habits) hired the most expensive interior designer in the land and BoJo knew nothing about it until the invoice arrived. Our PM earns less than the head of state of Luxembourg with a salary of £157,000. He says he can’t manage on that. He certainly isn’t spending much on suits or haircuts. He does have to pay NI and Income tax as well as council tax on 10 Downing St. which apparently is £1655 a year. I want to know more about this as I am paying more than him and I get a single person discount. I’m with the people of Hartlepool who say they don’t give a monkey’s about curtains and just want the PM to get on with the day job. Here, here.

An NHS nurse in Manchester organised a protest against the 1% pay rise. Police officers had told them they could carry on but then senior officers heard about it and declared it unlawful. Now we all know that the Covid conspiracy theorists, the anti vacciners, the anti mask wearers have all protested and marched in towns and cities across England, often accompanied by a police escort, but the NHS nurse was given a £10,000 fine. She said that if she used her 1% pay rise to pay it off it would take her 56 years. She said she will take her case to the high court and I for one hope she wins.

Four prisoners who were on day release meaning that they were holding down jobs to prepare for their release, have been arrested for masterminding a £10 million drugs deal. Well I guess they could argue that it was work. They have been arrested and are being held by the National Crime Agency. Most of the group of ten were working from inside the prison on the Isle of Sheppey and 109 kilos of cocaine and 15 kilos of heroin were seized by the NCA. And all this in lockdown you couldn’t make it up.

The roller coaster at Blackpool Pleasure Beach got stuck at its highest point. Staff had to climb up the rails to then guide the punters down by foot. This would be my worst nightmare and I am pleased to say I have never boarded a roller coaster and never will. I’m sticking to the dodgems.

In Glasgow a woman was celebrating her 37th birthday. Her mum came by with gift in a large box. Inside the box was a balloon with £100 in tenners attached to it by streamers. As the woman opened the box the balloon popped out and flew away with the money hanging on for dear life. I wonder where it landed? Someone had an unexpected birthday. Hey, let’s be careful out there.