Lock down journal - 2020

Week 19 – lock down in 1545 words

Wow! We are nearing 5 months of lock down here in the UK, albeit many imposed restrictions have been lifted (in the meantime at least). Other countries where lock down has been loosened have reported rises in Covid-19 again, and I guess here in the UK will be no different—especially with foolish people flaunting the guidelines put in places to protect us. Makes it difficult to control the virus when such happens and is really frustrating and disheartening for those who have made an effort to do their part.

Holiday season

We have decided to stay at home this year. Not only has Covid-19 had an affect on our decision making big style, but we’ve spent a lot of money upgrading our home which we moved into last December and such doesn’t come cheap.

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Lock down journal - 2020

Week 18 – lock down in 659 words

A new hairdressing experience

Having a haircut wearing a face mask was a new experience! The last time I’d sat my bot in a hairdressers chair was 5 months ago and my hair had outgrown all previous layers leaving it looking more like an 80’s bob at this stage! 😝 Ha ha, at least wearing a face mask hid my embarrassment.

The thought of going for my hair appointment was worse than the actual experience. There were only two stylists plus two customers present at any one time. Chairs, sinks, etc were sanitised before and after each client. It was fine, and even better walking out the door with a new style and looking human again. Hello world! 😘

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Lock down journal - 2020

Week 17 – lock down in 1595 words

The 3 great elemental sounds in nature after the sound of rain, the sound of wind in a primeval wood, and the sound of outer ocean on a beach.

Henry Beston

Where we live, we are able to experience all three sounds in nature.

The sound of rain….well hey, this is Scotland and we practically have webbed feet!

The sound of wind in a primeval wood.

Scots Pine – Image from internet

The Scots pine has a natural range confined to the Highlands in Scotland. It’s native primeval pine woods cover approximately 17,000 hectares in a number of separate and isolated remnants—just over 1% of the estimated 1,500,000 hectare original area. The reason for its decline is unknown, although no doubt much of it was cleared away to make way for sheep farming and modern forestry throughout the years.

In winter, the sound of the trees’ dry twigs and old branches cracking and creaking whilst the wind howls down through the hills and across these ancient forests is one of nature’s hauntingly eerie orchestrated sounds—wild and creepy! Eeek 😱

You don’t have to go too far into the countryside in Aberdeenshire to see these unusual ‘wind sculped’ trees. I’ve never photographed the moors where they’re found but must add this to my photographic bucket list.

The sound of outer ocean on a beach—whilst we don’t live near an ocean, we do live on the edge of the North Sea. When the tide is coming in (and depending on the wind direction) we can hear the sound of the sea crashing against the rocks down on the shore.

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Week 15 – lock down in 1838 words

During the week, I stumbled across the video below. I remember watching a TV documentary about this great archaeological find quite a few years ago and found it intriguing then and still do today. Thought I’d share below—it’s worth a look peeps.

Just about fell off my chair when the last few words were spoken in this video—these words have been on my mind for the past week or so!!! 😲

Video 20 mins 47 secs and worth every second watching—seriously!

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Week 14 – lock down in 1434 words

Thunder and Lightening

We were woken just before 5 am this morning (Saturday) to the sound of thunder. It lasted right up until 9 am before moving out across the North Sea. I haven’t heard thunder claps like it in quite some time. There wasn’t much lightening (at least not to be seen), because there was a mist over the whole area at the time which no doubt hid the lightening flashes to a greater degree.

During the storm, the heavens opened and we had torrential rainfall. At the moment (1.15 pm), the mist has risen and the sun is trying to break through the clouds; it’s a little cooler but still feels very moist and wet outside. I’ve got a thumper of headache, but that’s not unusual—I always seem to get a bad headache either before, during or after a thunder storm. Something to do with air pressure apparently.

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Week 13 – lock down in 1182 words

Do you find these current times still feel strange? To be honest, three months on and I’m still struggling with how ‘weird’ things seems most days.

It feels like the carefree world we once knew has been disconnected and we’ve been plugged into a different world—one where we need to be vigilant and watch out for an invisible enemy.

This virus is in effect “an attack on all humanity;” there is no other way to look at it; the whole world is laid vulnerable. I believe it was Nicola Sturgeon who said, “things should not feel ‘normal’ during lock down” and she was right; things definitely do not feel normal!

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Week 12 – lock down in 1858 words

It’s been 12 weeks since lock down took effect on 23rd March 2020. Can you believe it’s been all this time? It feels like the hours have melted into days, and the days into weeks and months! Hubby and myself couldn’t make up our minds if it was Monday or Tuesday today! Turns out it’s Tuesday, 16th June. It ‘feels like’ a Saturday for some reason—goodness, no wonder I’m confused!

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Week 11 – lock down in 1528 words

Pretty Roddiedendrum blossom

Early riser

There’s leaves and lots of small branches scattered all across the back garden this morning—a calling card left behind by the high wind which blew inland from across the North Sea last night. After opening the kitchen windows, it’s even more apparent that there’ll be no morning cuppa in the garden…. it’s just too cold outside! Not the best start to the day, but at least it’s not raining—yet! The forecast predicts rain and high winds late this afternoon…. and it’s forecast to continue for a few days at least.

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