History always repeats itself…

So Dominic Cummings has left No.10 (and I rejoice with the news!). Well, it is always the case, isn’t it? The tail gets too big for the head and as a result, it’s get casted off.

The angry-faced land turtle’s fall from the grace reminds me about another such man, Jacques Cœur. A famous self-made man in the 15th Century Bourges France.

Mum and I visited Bourges during our road trip in 2018 and had an opportunity to visit Jacques Cœurs Palace which was one of the tourist attractions.

Jacques Cœurs Palace on the left!

As the name suggests, the place was built by Jacques Cœurs, who was born as a son of a marchant around the end of the 14th Century. Despite his humble origin, he amassed his wealth through hard work and his knack for successful business dealings.

French château style

Because of his outstanding financial acumen, Charles VII made him master of mint in 1436. The king’s instruction to Cœur was to reform the present coinage system and he must have impressed the king with the end result so much because the king decided to promote him as steward of the royal expenditure three years later.

A huge fireplace!
Simple but beautiful masonry work
All the rooms were huge!
Beautiful decor!

His rise to a position of influence was symbolised by the ennoblement of him and his family in 1441. The king sent him to numerous important foreign missions as ambassador.

Another ornate fireplace…
Overdoor sculpture…
Another reference to Cœur’s wealth through trading overseas…
More intimate gallery with a model of the palace…

With his amassed fortune through his various offices of states, he built more than a few palatial properties and the Bourges’ one was most luxurious amongst them.

Family chapel was most richly decorated…
Beautiful ceiling!
A tour coming almost to the end…

Jacques Coœur’s fall from the grace came in 1451 when the king ordered his arrest.

Is this Cœur himself?

Because of Cœur’s monopoly over banking and trading caused lots of resentment amongst his contemporaries, even the king himself. Around his arrest, the king was planning a campaign for Guienne and the seizure of the accused’s assets was convenient addition to his war chest.

Out of door, out of pocket…

Those people, who ousted from the power, never learn from history, do they? The reality is, nobody is indispensable and if you make too many enemies, you will be pushed out in the cold sooner or later.

The place was confiscated by the king…

In the 19th Century, the place was used as a courthouse and underwent a careful restoration work in the 20th Century.

‘Shall we move on, Mum?’ we decided to head towards the town centre for late lunch.

Beginner’s luck?

Now, the lockdown is its sixth week and we are not only finding ourselves adopting to the new normal but also facing new necessities such as grooming dogs at home.

Pre-haircut Bella

Since the lockdown started, the weather in London was like early summer and Bella’s coat was a little too long for it. Since her usual groomer was closed for an indefinite period, I had to take up the challenge…

After I bathed her, dried her and combed her, she was ready to be given a haircut.

Lots of hair!

Despite my concern, Bella wasn’t too frightened by the sound of a clipper. It was really funny to discover that she seemed to know who was the real boss in here – she wasn’t very co-operative when Hubbie was holding her – she wriggled and yelped with no apparent reason, but she behaved much better as soon as I started to clip her alone. Hahah!

Much tidier Bella

I wouldn’t never had dreamt of grooming Bella until the lockdown and I kind of liked the idea of doing it by myself from then on.

What was the famous saying? “Necessity is the mother of invention”?

I never gonna thank the COVID-19 ever but without the lockdown, I never knew my new possibilities…

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…

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