Job Done

As our lives get stranger day by day I seem to be mentally revisiting old friends , old holidays and old homes . I suppose its a consequence of seeing no one for days. My cleaner did arrive yesterday which gave us time to cover a lot of ground. She tells me the village is quiet now. Many of the first wave of visitors have gone home, finding life here either too difficult or just plain boring. I have not ventured out as yet and I have a Tesco shop booked for tomorrow at the unlikely time of nine at night! I can only imagine it was all I could get a couple of weeks ago when I booked it! My fridge is now empty so it will be good to be able to fill it up a bit even if it is late at night. We are adjusting to strange times and events as we go along. A very old friend indeed often rings me late at night for a chat and I find myself hoping to hear the phone ringing at a time it would never have happened in the past. Staying in touch with my past lifes companions has become important to me in this strange quiet place I now inhabit. The need to keep some sort of diary is still strong...and the first thing I do every morning. I dont really know why but I am aware that old friends are visiting to make sure I am still alive! Which is nice. I think. So rest easy old friends. Job done!