March 30th, 2020…..first Monday of the lockdown and what should be the start of a working week….
Sunday, saw our first casualty to the virus we are all fighting, but less confirmed cases of only 63 with a total of 514….it will continue to climb and sadly we may lose more…although we pray not.
That is Not if Everyone respects the lockdown rules!
Shopping is now an antisocial event, no point in putting on your best frock and lipstick or paint your nails for the only outing allowed at this time…
Keep your distance and focus on the cones, keeping your distance from the next person and only one way traffic at all times….this exercise now requires full concentration to remember everything we came for….and shopping for a week is a challenge…and at times overwhelming…still no flour!
The empty buses roll in and out of Waiwera on the hour. Public transport is a risk and an unnecessary resource at this time when we are all staying home apart from the odd trip to the supermarket. The council really should consider reducing this service drastically and allowing the bus drivers to stay home too…I’m sure Waiwera was a toilet stop for these guys but now the toilets are boarded up it is a wasted trip!
Life goes on, George eats!….watched by his new friend, Larry the Limping Duck, who patiently awaits the final crust….he sits and wags his tail feathers….just like a dog waiting for George’s offering…
The welcome to Waiwera Sign and
The warning to keep your distance sign….
Now it is all out there what the rules are and the signs are everywhere you look outside your door….the word of survival is “Stay in Your Bubble” we have six people in cottages (out of 84) with 1 or 2 shareholders staying for the lockdown, while the direction was to clear the camp, as it transpires we are lucky we have our spies in at each corner.
Ok here goes…..One of the other cottages has had a man, whom we don’t know, coming and going, but actually living there since last year, longer than me!!! But being very sneaky about it…the government order when the lockdown began was…where you stayed last Wednesday is where you must stay for the month!
Herein the issue began! As we (the five of us) are all in our cottages any unusual movement was obvious… in drives this man on Friday…Trudi, dons her ex prison warden hat and marches over and asks what he is doing….”Staying there of course, stayed at ex wife’s for the first two days and then on sunday was supposedly bringing his kids over for a week “hello” people do not come and go from a lockdown bubble!
Some people have the ability to tell everyone a different story and lie without blinking an eyelid! (This man is blessed with this gift) The Riverhaven bubble members were getting suspicious… the man was very sneaky and was advised by the Directors that he could stay(he is a brother of one of the shareholders) but no kids coming and going! As it is a privilege to be allowed to stay here for those of us who have no where else to go at this stage.
Sooooo…..last night……7pm….Trudi and Sue having a quick social distance drink behind my cottage and, bang, we heand the gate slam (this happens rarely in the lockdown and I Always check who) Ah Ha! “Broken Leg” (our name for this man as he runs around with a crutch in one arm) sneakily waves the family car (ex wife, boyfriend and yep…two kids in the back) to head around to the front beach gate where they can sneak in along the fence line behind a row of cottages unseen….I took my camera and Trudi raced off to get Len the caretaker… Super sleuths in action! Miss Marple x 2!
SNAPPED – can’t actually lie about this one, he was rude to Len – more lies, and then told Trudi to go away or she’ll get SICK….not even a joke in these times. So we called a third person in our bubble – Jacki the policewoman, while we watched from a distance as he drove one car out – parked on road and drive another car in (Miss Marple number 2 has photo evidence of both numberplates if he causes any more trouble) and proceeded to load children and luggage into to car to leave…roaring through camp at an unnecessary 30-40km speed, nearly putting an end to Limping Larry (George’s new friend) who had made his way over to see what all the fuss in his quiet camp was all about!
I think he (broken leg) was very cross with the Miss Marples, but these new rules laid out by the government and being enforced by our police and military are in for a reason, to save lives! We must stick to our homes and cannot allow anyone who has been in contact with others inside out houses or within a three meter space!
All who wander are not Lost girls 