Wednesday 27th May 2020. I wake before the first bus to the sound of waves ending their journey as they climb up the sand towards the Seawall. Rain adds to the water noise as it falls on the roof and then rolls into the water tank outside my bedroom window…I think the wind is also adding to the morning music and the elephant (bus) thunders in at 4.50am! These guys are getting earlier and earlier!
It is Wednesday already, another week flying by….before we know it we will be another year older and it’ll be Christmas again.
This week, so far, has seen the Merc fly through its health check (warrant of fitness) with minimal cost, Jaxon’s fate (redundant or not redundant) has been put off until Friday, George enjoyed (slept through) his UK bank holiday on Monday, Dan battled wet weather traffic to work and Sue sat at computer screen for 7- 8 hours per day selling out of boxes!
Floyd visited after work, in a window of rain break, having a run around the front deck. We were all outside but Floyd decided inside looked a much better option and looked longingly at the bright lights.
Just realised I haven’t got a photo of Russ here, in my push to move I left all these things behind. Today, when I get a rain break and a brain break (from computer), I will climb the locked gate (to my cottage) and go get one and a couple of other things I need here. I should have raced in and got a gate key cut when I had it for seven weeks! It would make life a little easier. I am in grave danger of impaling myself on the top of the fence posts. But the lesser of two evils, the other option is getting drowned in the rain and a cold or flu, in the 10 minute walk (around the outside and signing in and signing out) to my cottage over the fence. Nah, I’ll keep climbing the fence, as Russ used to say “use it or lose it” and while I can I will.
Well this week is washing by in a blur of precipitation. The boaties will be happy as their new water tanks will be filling up and they can go fishing over the coming long weekend, with water they can use to wash their boats. While I love fishing and getting out on my boat, I think I will leave it to the experts who will all be rushing to fulfill a fishing need from lockdown and water restriction deprivation. I can wait my turn until the rush is over and pick a perfect day!
And with the virus seemingly staying offshore, we can now have parties of 100 people from Friday! Just can’t afford one and don’t have 100 friends close! But maybe the great Speights sports game (questions on bottle tops) can be planned. Len (our Speights loving caretaker and bubble buddy who helped build the bottle top supply) and I have a deal with the boys….it could be a long night!
All who wander are not Lost girls 