R's rue

You can just see my grandfather clock against my yellow walls I've not long finished rearranging furniture and paintings in my yellow living room. I remembered the " Applause the NHS " initiative at the last minute and went outside into the cold and the dark with the girls to see if anything would happen. My village has not even a dozen streets, but the applause started subtly echoing around the houses and cottages and dark lanes politely and hesitant at first. and I joined in as I stood near London road with tears in my eyes as voices and calls of " Thank You John!"   Came sweetly out of the darkness.

The days have a pace of their own and in the fine spring weather the villagers daily constitutionals seem to take them past the cottage and out into the countryside Mrs Trellis, Doctor Tom, Pippa, Jane with her over friendly Great Dane Hudson, Animal Helper Pat, Meirion, Ian the unofficial village Mayor, Trendy Carol  etc etc etc I see them all potter past as I bore myself silly with painting the living room a gentle vanilla yellow. Sometimes I'd go out to say hello, my hair splattered as much as my least favourite Walking Dead T shirt ( the one with Negan on it) I'm not listening to the radio, but tend to play classic movies on TCM as way of an accompaniment Can each of you leave a message to tell me how you are.....I'm going a bit stir crazy