Friday, 31 July 2020

Friday July 31st 2020


10:00 Our neighbour Frances calls round with some green beans she has just picked, and later Waghornes, the butcher’s shop in the village delivers our meat and cheese order.

We put the grocery order in by phone to Budgens our local convenience store for delivery tomorrow. We’ve asked for Magnums, Cornettos and other ice creams and are keeping our fingers crossed. Our daughter Alison, husband Ed and their 3 children are visiting us from Haslemere on Sunday, the first time we have seen them since Christmas.

(left to right) Josie (now 13), Alison, Rosalind (12), Isaac (10), and Ed,
pictured last year at Wembley Stadium

11:00 The “food shopping” over and done with, Lois and I can now hunker down – it’s going to be 91F/33C today – the hottest day of the year so far, so we don our lightest clothing and do a bit of mild dusting before collapsing in a heap. The temperature’s going to come crashing down starting tomorrow, so it’s not worth doing any work today – “never do today what you can put off till tomorrow”, as the old adage says haha.


We get loads of advice about how to avoid COVID-19 but nothing about dealing with this heatwave! What madness! 

It's different in America, as this story from the influential American news web site Onion News indicates.



Emphasizing the importance of staying cool and hydrated during the record-breaking temperatures, America’s National Weather Service stressed Thursday that those in the path of the upcoming heat wave should crawl towards the sparkling, cold spring shimmering at the edge of their vision.

“Should you, in a moment of thirst, suddenly hear the sound of running water, or spot a picturesque, babbling brook in the distance, we urge you to drop to your knees and pull yourself towards it,” said director of the National Weather Service Dr. Louis W. Uccellini, instructing all those affected by extreme heat to be extra vigilant should they see a shaded area, a waterfall, or a group of naked women splashing in the water beckoning them to come swim.

Sound practical advice! That’s what we lack in this country – our super-conservative Met Office won’t commit to issuing any concrete measures for us Brits to adopt today to deal with the crisis. They prefer to sit on the fence as usual! 

Why not publish maps indicating the nearest shaded areas, babbling brooks, waterfalls and naked bathers? Would that be so difficult????

What’s wrong with us in Britain? What a crazy country we live in !!!!

19:00 Our daughter Alison and her family are dining out in a local pub garden near Haslemere tonight. Let’s hope they “keep safe”, as they’re seeing us on Sunday – yikes!!!!

Alison and family this evening, in a pub garden just outside Haslemere

20:00 We listen to the radio, an interesting programme, first part of 2, dealing with the current crisis in American democracy as regards voting procedures and rules.


Presenter Ben Wheeler takes us through all the barriers to poor and/or non-white voters which, since the American Civil War, various states have erected over the years, chipping away at any attempts at a national level. to outlaw such practices, such as like LBJ’s legislation in the 1960’s. Also the current controversy about postal voting – Republicans say it leads to fraud, although the stats show it’s negligible. And it’s not completely clear in any case which party it will help most – good grief!

The partisanship of most of the Republicans and Democrats Wheeler interviews is incredibly fierce, and it makes us realise how valuable the spirit of bipartisanship is, and how it should be preserved at all costs – when it flies out the window, fairness goes with it, and it’s the electorate that suffers for it.

The situation as we approach the November elections is that neither side can bring itself to contemplate the prospect of losing – so what will happen? We look forward to part 2 of this series next week.

Yikes !!!!

20:30 We watch a bit of TV – the first episode in a new series of ex-cabinet minister Michael Portillo’s train journeys across the continent.


For documentary-lovers like Lois and me it’s slim pickings at the moment – a lot of repeats and rehashes and not much new, apart from the occasional pre-COVID travel programme that the networks have still got in the can.

Travel documentaries are not really our bag, and more and more we see things in them we’ve seen before, in other travel documentaries: oh dear!

But it’s interesting to see tonight presenter Michael Portillo, a minister in Margaret Thatcher's government in the 1980's, looking at the file that Franco’s authorities kept on Michael’s father, a liberal academic, in the 1930's. His father eventually escaped to England where he met Michael’s mother in Oxford.

It’s also interesting to see Michael chatting with George Orwell’s son, Richard Blair, who shows Michael where the Civil War battle lines were near the town of Huesca.

George Orwell's son, Richard Blair, shows Michael
where the battle lines were near Huesca during the Civil War

George Orwell became a socialist in the 1930’s when he worked in the British police force in Burma: he came to realise that the British Empire came nowhere near to fulfilling the ideals it professed to be espousing.

Orwell then went to Spain, first as a journalist to cover the Civil War, and then actually taking part in the fighting on the side of the Left.

What he took away from his Spanish experience, however, was an undying abhorrence of Communism, which he expressed most famously in his books "Animal Farm" and "1984". And “1984” has arguably been the most influential contribution of English literature to the realisation of what totalitarianism means in practice, whatever the propaganda says!

22:00 We go to bed – zzzzzzzzz!!!!!!




Thursday, 30 July 2020

Thursday July 30 2020


09:00 Lois and I tumble out of the shower and get ready to receive the Sainsbury’s delivery man – it’s much easier to get delivery slots now: it was completely impossible for several weeks after the lockdown began, but we suspect they've taken on a lot of extra drivers.

The delivery guy comes soon after 10 am and he says he is pleased to see that we are elderly – he says it annoys him when he delivers to younger people who could quite easily go in the store themselves and take the stuff back home themselves: which seems to me unnecessarily moralistic. Sainsbury’s provides the service, so why shouldn’t people avail themselves of it if they want? 

What a crazy world we live in !!!!

The only items that don’t come (“not available” for some reason) are the 12 Magnum ice creams – damn! I expect all those young couples have been stockpiling them - damn!

We had been looking forward to those, and were going to hand them out on Sunday when our daughter Alison and family come to see us – the first time we will have seen them since Christmas.


me by Lake Balaton, Hungary 1998: where Lois and I 
first fell in love with Magnum ice creams - yum yum!


11:00 We will talk to Ali tonight on the phone about how we should handle their visit on Sunday. The government’s guidelines change from week to week, and we get confused: we’re just a pair of old crows after all.

Luckily, Ali’s parents-in-law, Stephen and Felicity, visited the family last weekend, which will be a precedent, and Ali texted us today with some brief hints: for the visit last Sunday  they were all mostly in the garden apparently, although not entirely – Stephen and Felicity came inside the house for the loo, and to help bring food in and out. And they all sat at the same table together on the patio.

14:00 After lunch I take a gigantic afternoon nap followed by a 5 mile ride on my exercise bike. Meanwhile Lois is down in the kitchen making a rhubarb and orange cake – yum yum!


Lois's freshly baked rhubarb and orange cake 
just out of the oven - yum yum!

18:00 Chewy Moroccan black rice with our stir-fry tonight – when the lockdown started and we couldn’t get supermarket deliveries I bulk-ordered tons of Moroccan rice varieties online, not being sure whether we would be able to get potatoes at all – and at last that decision has paid off!


chewy Moroccan black rice - yum yum!

Then for dessert some of Lois's delicious home-made rhubarb and orange cake, with ice cream - yum yum (again) !!!

20:00 We spend the evening watching TV, the third part of four in a dramatization of Jane Austen’s “Emma”.

The Radio Times listing for Emma with 
the amusing snafu in the picture caption at the top

It’s the stage in these costume drama serials where I start mixing up the characters and forgetting who is romantically interested in who – oh dear! Luckily Lois has an encyclopaedic knowledge of all Jane Austen’s books: she’s better than Google when it comes to Austen, no doubt about that!

Luckily Emma’s father, Mr Woodhouse, also comes to my rescue, with his detailed health warnings about this and that. Horrified at his daughter Emma’s plan to attend a ball, her father admonishes her to “wrap up warm”, in case somebody opens a window.  



“A thoughtless young person will sometimes step behind a window-curtain, and throw up a sash, without its being suspected", warns Mr Woodhouse. I have often known it done myself."

"Have you indeed, sir?--Bless me! I never could have supposed it."

Could Mr Woodhouse perhaps be given his own show to give a mass audience the benefit of his little “wrinkles”. Come on BBC – let’s have more of his words of wisdom!

22:00 We go to bed – zzzzzzzzz!!!



Wednesday, 29 July 2020

Wednesday July 29 2020


08:00 The guys re-paving mine and Lois’s neighbour Nikki’s driveway arrive and get on with the job – they’ve gone by 3 pm, and it looks good. Nikki is very pleased. The boss of the firm gives us a written quote for doing our driveway, and I think we’ll probably go for it.

Nikki’s driveway as it was first thing this morning

The finished result – hurrah!

10:00 Today is a typical slow lockdown day for Lois and me, because the highlight is just some dusting we need to do in advance of our daughter Alison and her family’s planned visit on Sunday. Oh dear!

Lois and I don’t know how close we can get to Ali and family – are we allowed to hug them, for example? Can they come inside the house? The government’s guidelines change from week to week, and we get confused: we’re just a pair of old crows after all. Luckily, Ali’s parents-in-law visited them last weekend, so we decide to ring Ali soon and find out how they handled it. "Simples" !

14:00 The weather is slowly warming up. Hard to believe because we had a high of only 66F/19C yesterday, and we sat there last night watching TV with the gas fire on – nevertheless the weather girl is predicting 86F/30C for Friday – what crazy weather we get in this country!!!!

the weather forecast: what madness!!!! It's up and down like a yo-yo !!!


20:00 We spend the evening watching some TV: part 5 of presenter Dan Jones’s interesting series on Roman Roads.


Tonight he’s “walking” along Ermin Way, which runs from Silchester in Hampshire (?) through Cirencester and Gloucester into the Forest of Dean, so it passes relatively near to our house. It says “walking Roman Roads” in the title, but Lois and I suspect they just film little short segments of Dan walking, and then do the actual route for real by car – call us a pair of old cynics if you want!

Ermin Way, not to be confused with Ermine Street

Ermin Way is not to be confused with Ermine Street, which runs from London to York via Lincoln. We can’t blame the Romans for this confusing pair of titles – the names are what the English decided to call them later on. What madness!

After the excitement of last week’s episode where we saw Dan interviewing historian Dr Jane Draycott in a massage parlour getting a massage, tonight’s episode has little to offer on the excitement front, other than bad sight of the week: Dan getting fitted for a toga, whilst assuring us that he had some underwear on underneath – the Romans didn’t bother with underwear under their togas apparently – sounds all right in Italy but surely not good enough in winter in freezing Britain.

What would John Knightley have said in Jane Austen's "Emma"? 

Yes, that's right - "The folly of it !!!! 



You were only allowed to wear a toga if you were a free Roman citizen – so if you were going through customs, it was a bit like having a wearable passport.

flashback to last week's episode about the Fosse Way - historian
Dr Jane Draycott being interviewed in a massage parlour - what madness!

We see the remains of the amphitheatre at Silchester, which was renovated several times in Roman times. Historians think the local Romans smartened the amphitheatre  up every time an Emperor was visiting, so they could entertain the great man with the local British poor man’s version of the grand gladiatorial combats in the Coliseum. Oh dear!





Historians  don’t think the Emperor would have been terribly impressed - and Lois and I would go further - we sense that he would have started having nightmares about it several days in advance. 

Poor Hadrian!!!!!


"Silchester's Got Talent" - 
"Don't go, This show is absolutely dreadful"- Imp. Hadrian, Reading Argus

Lois and I actually visited the remains of the Silchester amphitheatre in 2005, the last year before we retired.



Flashback to 2005: Lois and I visit the ancient Roman city of
Silchester, and see the city's old amphitheatre
- happy days !!!!

22:00 We go to bed – zzzzzzzz!!!!!!


Tuesday, 28 July 2020

Tuesday July 28 2020

07:00 Lois and I tumble out of bed and into the shower, earlier than usual, because the man from Blade Honda is coming at 8 am to take our little Honda Jazz over to Gloucester for annual service and MOT test. He’s a nice man but arrives kitted out in PPE (personal protective equipment: mask, gloves, white coat, the works) – what a crazy world we live in !!!

Trembling with fear, I hand him the car key with my bare (right) hand and then give it [the hand – Ed] a good wash: what madness!

"the man from Honda...
 ...is like a restless wind
A restless wind, that yearns to wander,
And he was born the next of kin
The next of kin to the wayward wind" (copyright Gogi Grant)

13:00 The Honda comes back with its MOT certificate – it passed the test easily although Blade Honda think the tyres (the original ones from 2012 (??), but we don’t do much mileage) will all need replacing next year.

We had planned to leave the car untouched for a couple of days after it came back from the Honda dealership, so that any viruses could die off. However, unfortunately there are so many vehicles parked out front at the moment because of work on our neighbour Nikki’s driveway, that the man from Honda cannot park outside our house, and instead parks in front of our other neighbour Bob’s house – and we know Bob doesn’t like other people parking in front of his house, so I have to put on a pair of gloves and a mask, get into the driving seat and move it – damn!

Let’s hope I don’t die as a result of Nikki’s driveways being resurfaced. I’m only 74 – I’m too young to die!!!! Help !!!!!

Nikki next door is having her driveways resurfaced today and tomorrow – we chat to the guy who owns the company doing the work – he can do ours and the one on the other side of Nikki’s as well, he says: he would do them both in the same week. We’re thinking this over and we’ll probably go for it. We don’t want to be the only house in the block with rotten old driveways with weeds constantly growing through them. The shame would be too much.

a nightmare vision of what our driveway could look like
in just a few weeks' time, unless we act - yikes!

Nikki's front garden and driveway as it looks the following morning
- all ready for the new paving to be laid down.

20:00 We spend the evening watching TV, the first episode in a new series of Joana Lumley’s travels – “new” series, however, in this case means stuff selected from previous series including outtakes. The networks aren’t producing a lot of new documentaries at the moment, so they’ve obviously got a lot of staff looking through bits of old ones that haven’t been used and cobbling it all together – what madness!


Joanna is tonight in the Far East taking in Japan, Hong Kong, China and Mongolia. 

It’s interesting that she lived in Hong Kong as a small child, when her father’s regiment was posted there in the late 1940's. At that time the tallest building in Hong Kong was only 6 storeys high – my goodness!


Hong Kong in the late 1940's - what a difference!


It's sad to look at what has been happening in Hong Kong in the last year, with China finally cracking down on all their liberties, but Lois and I are so relieved that our son-in-law Ed was not successful a couple of years ago in getting a job there.

Hong Kong in the 1980's - in happier times:
Maggie Thatcher and Dennis tour the colony in a double-decker bus.

Come back, Maggie, all is forgiven !!!!!

22:00 We go to bed – zzzzzzz!!!!!



Monday, 27 July 2020

Monday July 27 2020


09:00 Lois and I speak on the phone with Alison, our daughter in Haslemere, Surrey, and with her son Isaac, who celebrated his 10th birthday yesterday. Alison and Ed have 3 children: Josie (13), Rosalind (12) and Isaac (now 10), and their lives are incredibly busy and eventful, even during lockdown:  any exchange of news between us and Alison is 99% one-way, i.e. from her to us – oh dear!!! 

Conversations often go better if both ends are leading equally uneventful or equally exciting lives as the case may be. We were reminded of the two men on that air flight to Kansas City that sparked headlines around the world. Source: Onion News:



According to sources currently seated in rows 14 through 18 aboard flight 763, two middle-aged men with incredibly boring jobs are really hitting it off during the three-hour trip to Kansas City.

Using terms like “white-labeling” and “core clients,” the slightly overweight, average-looking men are reportedly engaged in a detailed discussion about overwhelmingly unexciting work-related topics and, sources said, seem to be getting along great.

“They got to talking as soon as we boarded, and you could tell they just clicked right away,” said 31-year-old Nikki Bertrand of 16B, adding that one of the men, upon looking up from his sales trade magazine, immediately recognized the company logo on the polo shirt of the man sitting down in the next seat. “Since then, they’ve been going on and on about cold calls, prospecting, annual contract values, and renewal quotas.”

“I mean, just listen to them,” Bertrand continued. “You’d think they were old pals. But they just met and just happen to both have the most unbearably mind-numbing careers you could possibly imagine.”

That story certainly sparked a lot of interest, I remember, and people were talking about it for a long time afterwards, that’s for sure!

One of the main outcomes Lois and I get from this morning's phone call is that Alison confirms that she and her family hope to visit us next Sunday, if the weather looks reasonable. They aren’t allowed to come in our house, under lockdown rules, so we want to have some decent weather for the visit. Let’s keep our fingers crossed. This will be the first time we have seen them since Christmas 2019.

Isaac is a big soccer fan. He’s currently hoping that Chelsea beat Arsenal in the FA Cup, because apparently that will be good news for Tottenham, the club he supports, because it will make much easier Tottenham’s participation in the next round of European tournaments: all this goes over mine and Lois’s head – we don’t know anything about soccer. Oh dear (again) !!!!!

We gave Isaac a soccer computer game, PES2020, for his birthday yesterday. Because I imagine it could be a good topic to bring up, I ask him in exactly what way PES2020 differs from the other soccer computer game Isaac has, FIFA2020. A good question, he confirms, but unfortunately I don’t understand his answer. Oh dear (again) !!!!!


15:00 After the afternoon nap we drive the car out to Cleeve Hill Golf Club to give the car battery a bit of charge and also check it out as a place we could take Alison and family on Sunday. They are bringing Sika, their Danish spaniel, and it’s a great place to walk dogs over the tops of the hill around there, with gorgeous views over the Vale of Evesham.

Cleeve Hill Golf Club

Lois and I are cat-people rather than dog-people, but both our daughters have married dog-lovers. I try to ignore Sika when we’re with Alison’s family, and I find he has learnt to ignore me and not expect me to do fun things with him, which is a relief, to put it mildly!

Now that Sika has unfortunately been diagnosed with arthritis, I feel more of a connection with him, as I suffer from it myself. Perhaps we could bond, finally, around our affliction – I’m not sure. The jury is still out on that one.

Perhaps if Ed throws a few balls for Sika to chase, maybe Ed could throw a few balls for me to run after – I certainly could do with the exercise! But we’ll see.

a very wet Sika, pictured yesterday on the beach near West Wittering, Sussex

20:00 We spend the evening watching a bit of TV: the third part of an entertaining series looking back at the TV work of comedienne Victoria Wood.


An amusing episode, which sends us laughing all the way to bed. A favourite of ours is the marriage bureau sketch from 1986, “Mr Right”, with Victoria and Anne Reid.














22:00 We go to bed – zzzzzzz!!!!!