I had such a peaceful blog planned… Creative and poetic, taking a whimsical look at a key modern event.
But… instead, I’m typing this on my much-loved Apple iPad, with a sour taste in my mouth.
Better start at the beginning.
I was queuing for a take-away in Costa Coffee, Morecambe, on a particularly nasty day three weeks ago. The rain and wind were battering the windows, and Joanne, my sister-in-law, was having to stand outside in the gale because only one person per group was allowed to queue inside the coffee-house. Bernie was walking Tess, our collie, and she was joining us, in the park area across the road, to have our coffee – the only kind of social event we can do, now.
Joanne is not good in high winds and I had to keep looking back to check she was okay… Not a good way to concentrate.
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