The old girl pitched it just right. Balanced, no mention of the virus, and concentrating on our strengths She underlined all of the low key virtues she feels it means to be British She also reminded us that she has been making such speeches since 1940 And she was going no where during this crisis Her final, stoic and unflappable sentence made me tear up Looking directly into the camera with no dramatic pausing She said simply " We will meet again" Nice one Betty
I've finally summoned my inner most Mildred Pierce and in a fit of gay energy have cut down the overgrown evergreen bush in the front garden to a manageable height. I could almost hear neighbours Mandy & Sailor John breathe a huge joint sigh of contentment after I had finished It had been an eyesore for a year It's a hard job given that Dorothy and Albert are following my every movement. Winnie is sitting my the gate watching for any passerby to stop. When they envairably do, she isn't shy at showing each one her shaved leg site where the vets took a blood sample. She's very conscious of it's haematoma She's such a drama queen
As I was humping the cut foliage across to my field bonfire I spied Rhodri driving down the lane . He waved rather self consciously . " Rhodri " is my friend with very occasional benefits. I won't say any more than that, after all he's single and outwardly very straight but it was nice to see a friendly, masculine face today I'm very sanguine about Rhodri Him being firmly in a closet is his own affair and not my problem. Now writing this snippet of gossip should get the locals' gums gnashing! I wish lockdown could be lifted for a sweaty 40 minutes!
Already this morning there are several dozen what 's app messages from the warden's group to catch up on as well as a few pithy one liners from friends to answer. I caught up with my old friend Nigel yesterday for nearly an hour
Apparantly I remind him of Angela Landsbury WTF? I'm tired after my gardening ablutions but will finish the job before sinking into my armchair for a snooze. Ive not got to the Miranda Hart" fruit friends" stage quite yet
But I will leave you with this somewhat worrying photograph of two Welsh policemen on duty. In light of the fact the London parks are still full of sunbathers yesterday, our Welsh boys have taken loitering in public places an arrestable offence
