This just in: B.A. has called from Stockbridge to say that it is sunny and nice and reminding him of the (Scottish) Sundays of his youth: almost all the shops shut and almost nobody around. As he is very early for his appointment, he thinks he'll go for a coffee in Waitrose if he can face standing in the queue. (Anyone around is in the Waitrose queue.)
Also, I have just received a photo from my beloved Pretend Polish Daughter-in-Law of the small Sunday dinner party we attended the day after my Goddaughter's baptismal celebrations. PPS looks, as usual, as if he stepped out from early 1939, which is very apropos, given that our lives will be divided between the pre-pandemic and the post-pandemic eras.
But this reminds me of my theme: the post-corona bucket list. Various Facebook friends have been writing what they will do as soon as the quarantine is lifted. For me, this list rather depends on when the quarantine is lifted and whether or not there is going to be another quarantine after that. If there's a two week window, I will shoot off to Canada to see my family: otherwise I'll wait until February, as usual.
|Aged P can tell you what they are.|
1. Tell my manager I'm taking Holy Thursday off, sorry. "I'm out of here. See you Easter Tuesday!"
2. Get on the bus or train and go to Holy Thursday Mass! Imagine the joy of actually being able to go to the Triduum after all.
3. Go to the Botanical Gardens to see the Scottish spring at its very best.
4. Buy Victoria Day weekend airline tickets for Wrocław.
5. Reserve an AirBnB and buy airline tickets for Rome in September.
6. Go to my beloved Brew Lab, meet a Polish pal, and converse in broken Polish for an hour, fuelled by delicious coffee.
7. Stand on Princes Street and dance before the cityscape of the Old Town.
8. Plan an enormous Easter Sunday Open House for all the Scottish trads I know.
9. Buy three bottles of gin, dozens of cans of Fevertree tonic, a dozen limes, and two bags of ice for #8.
10. Take my library books back to Edinburgh Central Library, and possibly do another dance on the George IV Bridge.
I would be too excited to go to the gym.
Well, that was enjoyable. Feel free to write your list below.
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I was happy to see that my real life "Don Camillo" story is popular with readers, and I eventually got through the bitterness and simply felt happy for Cardinal Pell.
Today I feel very cheerful about Cardinal Pell and everything, possibly because it is so sunny out and B.A. sounded so happy on the phone to be in Stockbridge. Writing the above list was uplifting, too, so I do recommend that you write one, too.
Now for some photos from our government-mandated neighbourhood walk (see above).
Update: Another reason to be cheerful: my windowsill bean garden has begun to sprout!
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