Tiny Amounts…


Oops. I forgot to write my blog yesterday (Sat) so i will write it today.

We wait for the Glory of Easter Day. I fear this year will not be as wonderful as Easter usually is. Partly because I have not really been engaged for most of this Lent. The churches closed halfway through and i do not have enough self discipline to follow what was needed without the help of the church community.

Watching the services on the TV, via internet, from Passion Sunday to Good Friday has been helpful but not being able to use my senses of smell, touch and taste, has weakend my response to this most holy of weeks. How long, i wonder, will we be able to sustain our faith in these challenging times.

I suspect the above feelings apply to a lot of the enjoyments (?) we previously took part in but can no longer.

It would seem that a lot of Americans who are dying from Covid 19 are poor and marginalized, they have had no support throughout their lives; no work, no money no health care, no proper education and now they are paying the price. They cannot self isolate with nowhere to live, they have no soap or washing facilities, no good food no place to sleep well. How can a society which claims to be modern and civilised have such things happening? I do not claim Canada is perfect but we do have universal health care, a system of welfare and unemployment insurance, yes we do have street people but hospitals will care for them. I do live in a Glass house so sorry, but it is a lot of American Citizens who are affected.

Boris (Doris) is getting better, do we say hooray?

The latest fashion statement appears to be hats with long clear visors attached to the front, i could actually go for them rather than wearing masks, at least it would look like I was doing something even if they are actually useless!!!


Where you there…..?

Today is Good Friday, it was freezing cold with a wind and some rain. I walked around the property remembering what it was like to walk through Kemptville with fellow Christian’s and the Cross in commemoration of Christ’s journey over 2000 years ago.

We were also lucky to be able to watch, on Facebook, the 3pm service. Holy Cross Parish had filmed this service for our benefit, Father Shim and 3 others took part; the Organist, a young man with a wonderful voice who sang unaccompanied some appropriate hymns, the Reader and the Videographer. it helped to make this day special.

Below is a link to a BBC page which gives interesting insights as to why certain plants are associated with Easter.

What a strange period we are living through, the BBC has a travel item talking about the importance of balconies in our lives, CBC seems to have lost interest in travel, no one has any imagination left, they are all too busy reporting doom and gloom!!!

I started to check the news again didn’t I, not a good idea. I prefer to live in my little world here. I try not to think of the future and am focusing on Easter Sunday at present.


Staying sane in a mad world

The three monkeys

I believe I am perfectly sane, it is everyone else who is suspect.

I tried to lighten the strain of shopping, in this new world, by wearing my bunny ears while waiting in line outside the liqure store, not sure how that one worked. We did decide that Ford was keeping the liquor stores open because he was worried Stills might become the norm in Ontario if he shut them.

After 2 beautiful days we ended up with chilly day which was host to snow showers, typical after I cleaned my winter boots! No gardening today.

Caught up with my email in box which had a lot of Myanmar news letters I hadn’t’ read. One article gave the history of the Wa, a people who now populate Wa State in Myanmar. They were at one time head hunters and have fascinated me since i first read about them in school.

When will people start to realize Taiwan is a country in its own right, it is time the WHO started to acknowledge this fact.

I woke up the other night on the verge of panic because Dave was touching my face and i thought it was an “outsider”. Oh boy what sorts of books will come out of this period?

The BBC website shows signs that Europe might be surviving, the CBC has nothing but doom and gloom so i am not looking at Canadian news because it is not conducive to my to my well being. As a result of me making that decision, I am feeling much better.


A little of what you fancy

LACW Ormerod 1972 RAF Wildenrath

My father decided, when i was around 11, it was time i cleaned my own shoes, we all had leather shoes for school in those days and cleaning them was a weekly event. Everyone’s shoes were either brown or black; you started with a small brush upon which you put a small amount of shoe polish, you then buffed them with a larger brush and, if you had the patience or time, wiped them over with a soft cloth and they were ready to go. Sometimes a special pair needed cleaning, like patent leather, for that we used petroleum jelly wiped on and off with soft cloths. For the white plimsolls we wore for Gym we had a white paste we painted on and they came up as new. The smell in the back room we cleaned them in was strong after we had finished.

When I joined the Women’s Royal air Force in 1969 the shoe cleaning ritual we did, while in our 6 week basic training, was a daily affair. We had old fashioned black lace up leather soled shoes which we were expected to be able to see our faces in by the time we “Passed out”. We put the shoe polish on with a rag, fairly thickly and either used wet cotton wool to rub it in circular motions until it shone or we carefully warmed it with a match, lighter or lit cigarette so it melted just enough but didn’t’ catch on fire (an art) after doing this a few times each night a build up of thick shinny polish was achieved. Mine passed muster but were not the best.

When we where living in Montreal my next door neighbour, an older Brit., used Dubbin on his winter boats and i picked up this trick from him. You may gather I cleaned our winter boots today ready to be stored until next winter.

Not much sunshine today.

Trudeau is out of quarantine and back in the House, Boris is still in Intensive Care but improving and Trump is now dissing the WHO for being too favourable towards the Chinese.

Trump is also touting a Malarial drug used for Arthritis sufferers, this drug is so far not proven and has many side effects. It is not a miracle drug, but might help if you have the disease and are severely affected by it.


Green tea with a little lemon

mum was learning to drive, after failing 5 tests she gave up.

Another beautiful day. Spent a large part of it on the garden clean up, i am very happy with that.

Turkey is using its ancient hand cleaner, Kolonya as a hand sanitizer and it works as it has a high alcohol content.

I keep looking at the face and body covers i described in a previous blog, they make me double up with laughter.

The WHO has Myth buster facts on its website, one of them is that Drinking Alcohol will not protect you from the Corona Virus, Oh mean virus!!!

The BBC has a question on its website. Does closing schools have a large or small effect on the outbreak? Apparently it will only affect the death rate by a small amount but has a huge negative impact on the wellbeing of the children as well as their parents. Taiwan has managed to keep its schools open.

I find the BBC website has more uplifting news then the CBC one. Why? Are Canadians prone to be gloomy? I need a bit of lightness at this bad time. I shall stick with the Beeb.

Mercedes is making a breathing aid for use during the pandemic.

I have decorated the house for Easter never mind that no one is coming, we will enjoy it.


Our Green and Pleasant Land

Our garden in the first house we owned in Worthing UK

Oh to be in Canada now that spring has come

How i love this country, keeping my family safe

enjoying the gardening experience despite the ticks and lice!

Today was a beauty, warm and sunny, the perfect day for sorting out the garden. Who said ‘no dig’ gardening was the way to go? Getting down and dirty with hands in the soil makes me feel great. I had a go at ejecting some day lilies and iris that have taken over the front bed, they have been increasing over the last 10 years and needed a good sort out. Of course i only just started have a lot more to do.

Dave has been busy with log production from all the dead trees we have around the property. Last year we were not able to get in the garden this early and then we went away on holiday early May.

That will not happen this year!!!

I see Boris has landed in Intensive Care. It seems we could wear face masks, oh no my worst fear, I do not want to wear a mask, I hate them.

Now I am going to stop reading the news, it always makes me sad or mad and i was happy.


Sorting it all out

Talked to my American cousin today, all is well with their family for now at least.

Saw a very funny post on Facebook with pictures of how people are responding to the perceived need to wear face/body protection while out shopping. One person had a plastic bag wound around her head, another had a pointed cardboard party hat over their mouth, another had a long pointed newspaper mask covering his face with garlic hanging off, yet another was dressed in plastic and duct tape with a cardboard animal head over his head. You get the picture, perhaps we all need a bit of a laugh and these people knew what they were doing!

The Queens speech today showed an aged Queen, still healthy looking, reassuring Brits and Commonwealth countries we will get through this. Boris Johnson has been admitted to hospital 10 days after testing positive for the virus.

Everyone seems to be home baking bread as an antidote to going mad in isolation? Or just because it is comforting? Perhaps it is the smell?


In Sickness and in Health

My nephew in UK may have an appendicitis, grumbling, perhaps. He has been advised to wait and see how painful it gets! Someone else I know needs a heart operation and is waiting to see if they get a call to go to the hospital. Yet another had a pacemaker fitted,the first one went awry and had to be replaced, leading to an infection and patient feeling very sick/tired/fed up. They are now making good progress in a nursing home under strict quarantine rules.

So far I do not personally know anyone who has Covid 19. I trust it will remain that way.

Meanwhile we endure ever more Draconian measures designed to keep us all safe from this Coronavirus.

I wonder at the stupidity of the hoi polloi which is the reason for these rules. They insist on meeting in groups (this in Toronto, where the virus has a big hold) and not keeping their distance in the store. Leading to others becoming super paranoid, keeping their children locked up while they work and not letting them go anywhere even to escape the city.

Will it ever end?

A member of my extended family got married the other day a small affair just them and the family who all live together.

A beautiful sunny spring like day, winter coats washed and window screens installed. Bring on the warmth.


O sole mio

Statue or Eric Morecambe on the Promenade at Morecambe Bay.

As it has been raining on and off all day i decided to use this title (see Reference below) and then I had to use this picture as Morecambe and Wise (British Comedy duo) used “Bring me Sunshine” as there Theme Song:

Bring me Sunshine, in your smile,
Bring me Laughter, all the while,
In this world where we live, there should be more happiness,
So much joy you can give, to each brand new bright tomorrow,Make me happy, through the years,
Never bring me, any tears,
Let your arms be as warm as the sun from up above,
Bring me fun, bring me sunshine, bring me love.Bring me Sunshine, in your eyes,
Bring me rainbows, from the skies,
Life’s too short to be spent having anything but fun,
We can be so content, if we gather little sunbeams,Be light-hearted, all day long,
Keep me singing, happy songs,
Let your arms be as warm as the sun from up above,
Bring me fun, bring me sunshine, bring me love.

Oh now I am all sad. These two were great and I am sure they would have found something to laugh about today. I hope you enjoy this little snippet. It has helped to cheer me. Keep a little bit of Sunshine in your heart and stay sane.

“’O sole mio”
First edition sheet music cover[1]
Composer(s)Eduardo di Capua
Alfredo Mazzucchi
Lyricist(s)Giovanni Capurro

For the 1946 film, see O sole mio (film). For the operatic trio from New Zealand, see Sole Mio.

’O sole mio” (Neapolitan pronunciation: [o ˈsoːlə ˈmiːə]) is a globally known Neapolitan song written in 1898. Its lyrics were written by Giovanni Capurro and the music was composed by Eduardo di Capua and Alfredo Mazzucchi [it] (1878–1972).[2] There are other versions of “’O sole mio” but it is usually sung in the original Neapolitan language. ’O sole mio is the Neapolitan equivalent of standard Italian Il mio sole and translates literally as “my sun” or “my sunshine”.[3]


Staying Current

What exciting times we live in. Me and a small group of friends just experimented with Zoom this afternoon to see how we would cope with it. We hope to be able to use it to have a virtual book club meeting. Our membership is what might be termed “older” so some of the steps involved (very few) took us a little while to master. But overall it is looking good.

Another friend of mine has “Skype dinners” with other members of the family so that they get to interact with each other.

I still find it a very odd way of living, spending a lot of time in front of the computer.

Have you noticed how all the news is the same? Doesn’t’ matter which country you check out the news is all very similar, I try not to watch and just catch up once a day on line with a quick look at BBC and CBC websites. Someone is asking about the USA elections in November? Yes, November. The world is a whole different place!

It gets harder to find enthusiasm for the evenings entertainment, more left overs and a tv series, yawn.

Can we take showers yet or do we just keep washing our hands?