Life so far

Today is the fifth day of the lockdown and Hubbie and I are getting on with our “STAY AT HOME” life.

At the beginning, I was worried about Hubbie, who was a workaholic, would not cope well with being idle. However, he has been snowed under with a sudden influx of new and existing projects since last Tuesday and therefore very busy. I am secretly relieved to see him hunching over the desk and having Skype conferences with his staffs and clients.

So how am I getting on with this holing up? I’m keeping myself as busy as possible by extra housekeeping and exercises.

Even though I miss hockey like crazy, I don’t want to dwell on my present situation and be depressed. Instead, I want to use this seclusion as an opportunity. The opportunity to be a better player. I am going to be fitter, stronger and more skilled. It’s like an NHL player working off-season before joining the camp. I’m so excited about the prospect!

Stay strong, stay positive and stay home. It’s my mantra until this corona business is over…

I took Bella out to our local park and she enjoyed her freedom enormously!

Stay at home, EVERY ONE!

Regarding this COVID-19 pandemic, the situation is getting scarier by the day, isn’t it? Over the night, my sister in Southern California messaged me that there were two colleagues in her office who tested positive for the virus. I will most likely to Skype with her later today so I can find out more about her predicament (I’m 100% sure that she and her husband will have to self-quarantine for two weeks) and offer her my sympathy and support.

The outside of our windows, the sun is shining brightly and the atmosphere is like a long-awaited spring. It isn’t easy for anyone to turn down a temptation, such as having a picnic in a park. However, we all have to realise this government ordered time-off is not a bonus spring break but our fight against a virus which we have no effective way to eliminate so far.

Scenes which have been streamed from a TV screen since Boris declared the national crisis resemble a nightmarish vision of the post-nuclear holocaust or the world-wide zombies domination. The image makes me wonder if the life was like this when the Chernobyl disaster happened. Everything appeared so normal yet life-threatening dangers were larking all over the place.

It is only our third day of the lockdown and I am still not entirely with it. It is not that I want to escape back to my pre-coronavirus life or I am depressed about the situation. It is more like I am still stunned and haven’t processed it properly. Like many people, I feel this whole COVID-19 business is like a really bad nightmare which I am still hoping foolishly to wake up from. I am sure one day I will have this definite resignation in me and I will be in a different place in peace.

In the mean time, let’s stay at home and be safe. Let’s take precautions and ride this crisis out together!

So far, I’m in the clear!

Sweet remedy

Are you thinking what I am thinking? Longing for the freedom? Feeling like your wings have been clipped? It is only my first day of the lockdown and I am already suffering from boredom and helplessness. How pathetic is that?

I urged Hubbie to check on our local corner shop and to shop some treats if they were open.

Sweet remedy…

He brought back a few packets of baked treats, a pint of milk and a pack of eggs. Well done, you! At a time like this, a small treat like jam round with tea helps us enormously.

Needless to say it but we intend to eat as healthily as possible during the lockdown. However, having some sweet treats once a day will cheer us up and therefore it will help us to keep our morale high.

Oh, how I long for a day I can stroll in to a bakery and have a pastry with latte without care in the world…

So what has changed?

I am very sorry about neglecting my blog for a long time. I had been feeling guilty about it every single day but my mind was clouded by many unhappy news, domestic and international, and I was mainly living in the autopilot mode.

However, I re-examined my feeling towards the current climate after witnessing the screaming match between MPs in the House of Common. I realised my strong hostility towards the pro-Brexit voters, which I harboured since that fateful summer day, was not entirely a right thing.

During the past three years, I secretly hoped that one day we all would come to our senses and find a solution to this mess together. The solution to patch up the differences and rebuilt the nation as one. Sadly, my hope is dashed so far.

We should sit down together and talk properly and sincerely…

One Saturday afternoon, Hubbie and I had an early dinner at a pub in Dungeness. The pub had a large window and on a wall by the window, there was a large England flag displayed. As Hubbie ferried a glass of Diet Coke to our table, he shrugged his shoulder and muttered, ‘I bet they voted for the Brexit.’

Half way through dinner, I opened up to Hubbie, ‘This Brexit business is like a sectarian conflict, isn’t it? I don’t think it is ok to be like this.’ He looked up from the plate and nodded, ‘Yup, I agree.’

It can’t be right to scorn or discredit each other only because we don’t share the same opinion. However, feelings associated with the Brexit seem to be so raw and basic, and as a result, they bring out the strongest emotion amongst us.

This isles will turn to a no man’s land if we don’t find a solution…

Would it be ok for me to hate those diners, who sat by the England flag and tucked in their dinner, if they voted for the Brexit?

My answer is “No”.

It is true that we have our differences, but those differences should never be a border wall which separates us. Instead of shouting to each other and wagging fingers with hatred, can we approach calmly and discuss our differences in a civilised manner? A proper, constructive and sincere conversation is what we need.

Hate and scorn will never solve problems. But love and respect will. I will try to love my neighbour so why don’t you give it a go too?

Too hot and too lazy

I am so fed up with the recent hot weather! How long does it last? I am so over you, you Mr.Scorching Sun! Even though the heatwave in London is mere 30°C – nothing like the ones which are frying our European neighbours such as Greece and Spain. However, UK is not equipped to deal with this kind of extreme hot climate and the heatwave has started to affect the quality of my life.

While those idiots, namely Donald Trump and his avid followers, insisting the Global Warming is just a fabrication, the recent weather system is really indicating us that we are heading towards the certain doom. Oh, my blood is boiling not only because of the heatwave but also because of all those irresponsible bigots!

I feel very guilty about interrupting my travel blog but I will have to hold it until the temperature drops more than a few notches… Sorry!

Poor Bella is also taking it very easy…

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