Not marching.

Waking early I listened to the radio to hear news of yesterday’s walks. I regret not being able to join the local one but I have to face the sad truth...I am now too old. I have joined lots of protests in the past. In Lancashire various causes attracted my attention and if I could I joined in...I would have done so yesterday but sadly I am now too old to walk with lots of people on the move. So I stayed home and encouraged them from my sitting room. I enjoyed a bit of flirting at one stage too but then lost the link..Which is probably just as well. If I’m too old for marching I’m also too old for flirting! Sad but true. So this morning I won’t be driving to the next village to have lunch in the pub with my old friend there...but I will talk to her on the phone...It’s time to come clean. The reason no one has seen much of me this year is simple. I’ve got a very nasty skin condition which means I don’t want to go out to be seen. It’s fine just now but there have been times when it has been dreadful. So I’ve stayed at home. This means that I am coping with self isolation because I am now used to it. being on my own is not a problem for me. In fact it does have its good points. Just now my psoriasis is under control. I look normal...and I’m hoping that I’m past the worst.but it is a relief to know that if I do go out I won’t frighten the horses...well....not much...