Strange bank holiday.

In this period of nothing feeling normal I had completely for gotten that today was a Bank holiday. When I was married to a bank manager these days were glorious...giving us an extra day to the weekend. This often meant being able to take a three day weekend away which we all enjoyed enormously. Now it’s largely irrelevant. What is not irrelevant though is the fact that I may have to take a strict line with the comments posted to this blog. So far I’ve been fluid and printed everything but the comments are getting longer...this morning I woke up to a comment several times longer than the original post. This can not continue. I haven’t read the comment, just sighed and shaken my head. I try very hard to keep what I write short and to the point. And I expect any comments to do the same so sorry...if the comment is longer than the post and covers far more ground I will not be posting them...I have had several complaints about the posts which I will also not publish...so sorry. Please try to keep your views succinct. The weather outside is glorious and on a normal bank holiday would have brought many visitors but so far the quiet roads are still quiet...not much seems to be going on out there...despite the glorious weather. I have contemplated the walk to the sea in the absence of all the visitors but I will probably stay put today. Whether my cleaner will turn up is another problem. I haven’t seen her for at least six weeks...but the house is fine...I haven’t forgotten how to dust! So let’s try to enjoy the day...and the sunshine. I shall!