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…

Positive thoughts

Like many people, the first thing I do when I wake up in the morning is reaching out to my iPhone on a bedside table and checking my mailbox.

This morning, there was an email from WordPress informing me that they renewed my annual subscription. Oh yeah, my blog!

Isn’t this COVID-19 lockdown a perfect “kick in my bud” to restart my blog with gusto?

Same as my fellow Londoners, I am told to stay at home for unforeseeable future and feeling rather unsettled by this fast moving event. To be honest, I don’t know what to feel.

I am hugely relieved that Boris has decided not to throw us under a bus. The people – apart from builders who are working in the new building across the street. They are huddling, smoking and chatting like they have no care in the world – are listening to the government’s advice and behaving accordingly. And globally, every country seems to be doing the hardest to tackle the pandemic.

I feel safe at home and take a sigh of relief every time I check my body temperature and find it normal. Yet, the anxiety creeps up every now and then which makes my heart skip the beat! Ugh…

So what should I do during a time like this?

Shouldn’t I be digging up happy memories from my “mum and daughter’s road trip”? Remembering how we enjoyed our freedom in France? The idea sounds so appealing, doesn’t it?

So from tomorrow, I shall restart our holiday chronicle! Yay!

One thing breaking my heart the most is…

I won’t be able to play my passion, ice hockey, until the lockdown is lifted. I will miss the ice, the game and my teammates dreadfully. If this is not a nightmare, what is?…😭😭😭

Je reste à la maison…

Yes, I’m home and feeling not great.

A stomach-ache has been bothering me since yesterday evening and I am still feeling rather ill.

It must have been something to do with packed salad or vegetarian sausage rolls which I bought from my local Sainsbury’s yesterday lunchtime. Damn…

As I curled up like a hedgehog and rested my head on a table, Hubbie asked how bad the ache was. ‘Are you ok?’ I had no nausea but the stomach was tense and painful.

Today, I am at home with Bella, who is not very happy about being under house arrest.

Sorry Bay-Bay!

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?

Christmas morning

I am writing this as I listen to the carol on tv.

I am not a religious person but listening to a carol service always has a magical effect on me. It makes me realise how lucky I am to be able to have a Christmas morning in my own home with family, warm and content.

Time-off for everyone…

The penguins are enjoying a rare time-off from being pushed around by raucous kids.

Have a lovely holiday, everyone!

Kaori by Kaori Okumura

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