I hate it when I finish a really enjoyable book and can't muster the enthusiasm to start anything else from the pile waiting to be read because they just won't be as good. I could really go for a trip to Hay on Wye right now to find something new but I guess that's another small pleasure that's going to be on hold for a while yet.
If you can keep your head, while those around you are losing theirs, you may not have grasped the seriousness of the situation.
Funny isn't it that people can travel from anywhere in England to Hay on Wye but people living just 6 miles away on the Welsh side of the border still can't go there.
We've been able to go 100kms for a few weeks now so good for people needing to see family or do their job but why else would you do it if there are no shops/cafés/restaurants open and you haven't got a portaloo attached to the back of your car/van/bike?
Bars and restaurants here are now open but I have no desire to go to one or non essential shops either.
Vendée - 20kms from Atlantic coast.
"The price good men (and women) pay for indifference to public affairs is to be ruled by evil men (and women)."
Anything that offers a decent amount of escapism would be very welcome. A book full of the wide silence of the wild places away from chavs and McLitter and where the only steaming piles of anything to accidently tread in come from fascinating wildlife and not the same inbred dogs I've seen every day for the past three months.
If you can keep your head, while those around you are losing theirs, you may not have grasped the seriousness of the situation.
I'm miffed, just put on my gardening clothes and trotted out of the back door to repot my tomatoes and it's raining again! Must have seen me coming! Funny how it appears to rain on one side of the house and not the other.
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Bars and restaurants here are now open but I have no desire to go to one or non essential shops either.