Talking to myself!

I woke very early again this morning and determined not to start moving too soon I listened, eyes closed to the radio. The BBC is just wonderful. Listening to Clare Balding taking one her walks was amazing...I know the part of the Lake District she was walking through and I could picture the views from the hills as she spoke. It’s many years now since I walked properly . Walking around the much softer countryside in Cornwall is the only thing I do now and even that only happens when an old friend drags me out occasionally. But in the past I did do some serious walking occasionally. Teaching in Rochdale meant thst we got a couple of weeks holiday before August when I often set off with my children and our tents to explore some wonderful hills and valleys. It seems a life time ago...and I suppose it was. The woman I was then was very different from who I am now. Which I suppose that’s reasonable. considering my age.....but let’s not do thst...I can still get out to walk if I want to...Last weekend the cliff path that runs past my house was quite busy...so maybe the weekend wouldn’t be a good idea...My gardener was here yesterday and I told him over a cuppa that in the last three weeks he was the only person I had actually spoken to . He grinned..I wasn’t the only person to say that to him. Neither of us wore masks. It only occurred to me much later...The news this morning that a single person is now allowed to entertain a visitor over night for a couple of days isn’t going to affect me....first find your bloke...I should be so lucky! ..Apart from conversations on the phone I haven’t spoken to a human being apart from the man who keeps my grass down! It’s a strange life just now...weird even but it’s actually OK...I’m certainly not miserable. Having the radio , the TV and the internet on my iPad fills the day quite well. I chat as I go...and if that’s me talking to myself so be it...at least I’m not falling out with myself...yet! Happy weekend!