Saturday, May 30th 2020, we thank the Queen for providing us with a long weekend after the four week flurry of adjusting to a new work life. While it’s not her actual birthday, it’s a good reason for a holiday.
The week has passed in a blur of busyness, business, bleakness and buses…
Day and night they roll in, usually two or three at a time, some stop, some dont! I watched an elderly man (one of the two people that take the bus all day) wait in the pouring rain, hat, coat, bag – only to have the next bus drive by as fast as it could, turning at the beach and putting the foot down past the bus stop…bright spot he didn’t have to wait long for the next one. But wait….
Waiwera residents have the undivided privilege of getting stuck behind a bus, crawling up the hill,when leaving for work, adding another 10 minutes on to their travel time!
Last night was Friday night and some things don’t change! My family and friends still gather on my deck, over the fence, to celebrate the end of the working week…the word is out, we are still here and our doors are always open.
While we are still in a COVID world of lockdown two, we can now have gatherings of 100. Let the good times roll. NZ has had no reported cases for almost a week, the shops are full, the roads are busy and I will need to buy gas for the second time in two months! The uncertainty and stress is still growing for those who have lost jobs or will do so in the near future, with NZ predicted to hit the 10% unemployment level by September. Economically there will certainly be some challenges.
Today, however, I can see blue sky (for now) and can focus on domestic activity without screentime.
And as the buses roll in and out (even on a reduced weekend schedule) Waiwera wakes to a winter long weekend of rain and thunderstorms, so they say.
All who wander are not Lost girls 