A week passes, a long week, a lot has happened and yet nothing has happened, for us in (not so splendid) isolation nothing has changed and yet so much has changed.
I received the dreaded message and am now confined to barracks for at least 12 weeks. Mrs Henderson and I are living separately in the same house = at least 2 metres apart at all times. I will have to get a very long stick.
Here we are at breakfast, lunch and tea.
So a pretty miserable day. Did a bit of skool work and then some exercise.
Nice to do a video call with Sebastian and Jonah. And mum’s much more cheerful now she’s got the new Hilary Mantel.
Luckily, I’m allowed in the garden. And a lovely sunny day too. Here are some of the flowers.
Glorious! Great to see the fritillaries out and the magnolia nearly there.
Today’s LP. Mrs Henderson’s choice. Can’t get near enough for close up on LP. Anybody know it?
What have we learned today? Things can get very boring. Ask the cat – you’ll need to enlarge the picture above. 😾
2 replies on “Day 8”
The nation’s gardens are going to look splendid and you’re leading the way! X
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Moody Blues! OMG 😆 xx
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