A dry start

It wasn’t raining when I set off this morning, though that didn’t last. The cloud was not too low. Valehouse Reservoir may be gaining a bit now.

I’m not looking forward to tomorrow. Wouldn’t a weekday be a better day to start with the pubs, and iron out the problems? Besides which, why choose that date – who wants to remember a day of national humiliation? I find myself wishing Angela Merkel, or Nicola Sturgeon, or Jacinda Ardern were in charge of my country (notice any connection?).

We’re getting more points for the Prayers for Places website – we can get the points in then go back over the prayers later to improve them. This is my lockdown project.

God save the souls of all
the bored children, bored adults,
who are struggling with confinement;
and people for whom confinement
is normal life.
God protect those who have to mingle to do essential tasks,
and all who struggle with the discipline
of keeping their distance.