Chai And A Chat #83 #ChaiAndAChat #CoronaDiaries Week 7

So, it’s been seven weeks of living in this surreal world of lockdown. How are you coping?

  • We started the week with May the 4th, or Star Wars day, as it is recognised by many!
  • I was in school on Monday with the children. There were five children at the start of the day, and we had a pleasant day, learning about VE Day, making bunting, aand even creating a bunker from some large boxes my colleague brought in, because one of the children wanted to!
  • I was so proud of myself on Tuesday. I had to pop into work again for a couple of hours, to create a document to aid the transition to nursery for those parents who have children starting in September. Instead of a simple Word document, I made my first ever Power Point presentation! And it looks pretty good, even if I say so, myself!
  • A not so quick trip to the supermarket followed. The queue was long, and so I composed a story on my phone while waiting!
  • There was no more school for me the rest of the week, so it was devoted to online learning and writing short stories for the Story A Day in May challenge I have signed up to, as well as reading.
  • Lil Man has rediscovered his love for the dhol again, and he really impressed me with his skills!
  • I even spent a whole afternoon looking at the books I had to read on my Kindle, and comparing them with my Amazon orders, then compling them into a LONG list on the computer. I now know I have a book problem. It is a long book problem, involving nearly two hundred books I have to read! I shall have to use the wish list function on Amazon for other books I want to read, so I make myself read what I have before getting more!
  • There were the VE Day socially distanced Street Party celebrations on Friday too. It was fun to bake for a purpose, and we stayed for a short while, sitting at a distance from the rest of the neighbours, but close enough to be able to have a chat, before coming home. The weather was glorious too, so we came home and lay in the sun, practicing mindfullness by colouring!
  • The weekend was a mixed bag, weather-wise. A sunny Saturday followed by a dull, colder Sunday. On Saturday, Hubby Dearest managed to get his plants and flowers and coloured the garden beautifully. The hope was to get the lawn reseeded and watered, but the new hosepipe we ordered won’t stay on the tap! Oh well! I managed to get the kids to help hand wash the two family cars at least! Sunday was glorious in the morning, then the clouds came, mid afternoon. Here, we had a smattering of rain, but I know some places in the UK were deluged with the wet stuff!
  • Old BoJo made his announcement on the Sunday, so now the lockdown looks like this… Much the same, but with some ambiguous statements. He’s changed his statement from Stay Home to Stay Alert. What does that mean? There was talk of if you are unable to work from home, and work in industries such as construction or manufacturing, you should be trying to go in, in a socially distanced fashion, and avoiding use of public transport. And from Wednesday, we can go out for exercise more than once a day, but still only with your household, and by walking.
  • He did mention schools… the possibility of staggered openings but not until June 1st at the earliest, at the stage two of reducing Lockdown, depending on statistics and that R number they keep on talking about. This would possibly involve Primary schools first and the year groups Reception, (my year) Year 1 and Year 6. And maybe, children due to take important exams next academic year, such as Year 10 and Year 12 may hope to get back for a while at least, before the official Summer holidays, to prepare for their big years next year.
  • Basically, I think we are still just as confused as we were before. I’m not convinced that allowing the youngest back first is the best idea. They are going to be the hardest to socially distance! Oh, well. clueless as ever. Let’s see… There are more government meetings tomorrow. We might hear more by then.

This week, I am not on the rota so other than a possible Zoom meeting (my first real one) with my Reception team, I will be mainly concentrating on online leaarning, writing, and occupying the kids!

Oh, what joy!

What have you been up to?

Stay safe, my dear friends!

Spidey’s Serene Sunday – Part 271 – VE Day 75th Anniverary

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“Never give up, never despair.”

Queen Elizabeth II

In case it missed your spot in the world, we were celebrating the 75th anniversary of VE Day, here in the UK, in the midst of lockdown.

VE Day – Victory in Europe Day. The day Europe officially won the war against Hitler and the Nazi regime. Of course, it went on in certain places a little longer, and declaring a win didn’t automatically mean that all the soldiers were miraculously back at home, homes weren’t suddenly rebuilt, the world wasn’t back to normal, by any means.

But it was a momentous day because hope was restored. It wouldn’t be long before the troops came back. Lives could be rebuilt and slowly, normality would resume.

It was going to be aa huge thing here, pre-Lockdown.

Our usual May Day bank holiday was even changed from a Monday to Friday as it fell on the 8th May, which was the exact date the anniversary would be.

The plan was for huge street parties to mirror the celebrations that took place three quarters of a century ago. Bunting, flags, decorations. Music, food and drink. A real sense of community spirit.

But then Lockdown happened.

The whole huge event was going to be a muted affair.

But how can you let it go, unmarked?

At school, on my teaching day, we talked about VE Day and its meaning. We watched a video, made bunting and even a bunker out of huge cardboard boxes, because that’s what the kids wanted to do.

And an invitation was popped into our letterbox for a socially distanced street party too!

So we baked and dressed in red, white and blue. Quick home made patriotic decorations were hung from windows and doors.

And it was lovely to see the community coming together.

We stayed, the kids and I for a short while, seated at a safe distance from others, but able to talk a little.

The children blossomed at the chance to see other faces, and chat to friends they were unable to see usually, from a distance, of course.

We left before things started to get a little crowded. As the drink flowed, I’m sure the urge to break social distancing rules would win against staying safe.

So we came home to do some mindful colouring in the garden instead!

So… tell me, did you celebrate VE Day? What did you do?

#SoCS May 9/2020 – Cave

Linda’s SoCS prompt this week:

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “cave.” Use it as a noun or a verb. Enjoy!

When the word cave in mentioned, the first thing that comes to my mind is ‘Man-cave‘. And then swiftly after, the thought, why not ‘Wo-man-cave‘?

Why was it assumed that only men needed that cave, that place to retire to, away from the family, to aa cocoon of peace, when, more often than not, he’d been at work all day, while the woman of the house cooked, cleaned and was the one who took most of the burden of childcare on her shoulders?

Surely, it would have made more sense for him to take over the demands of the kids, so she could disappear to a space made just for her, filled with whatever she needed, to relax, be it a reading room, crafting room, or a room with a hot tub and gin serving bar!

One of my colleagues has just created her own, after her growm children finally moved out. She’s a crafter and it is a full-on craft cave, with shelves and little drawers filled with her tools, materials, and fastenings, wools and threads, and all manner of bits and pieces than come in rather handy for us at school.

I’d love a wo-man-cave.

It would be many things: my reading nook, filled with book shelves, and a comfy place to sit and read, by a large window; my writing space, with a large desk, and all the tools I needed to have near me, to hand; a small corner of the room would be devoted to my crafting materials too.

A discreet sound system would allow me to stream gentle music if I wanted, and there may just be a shelf with a kettle and my favourite teabags. Of course I would need milk too, so a little fridge, just big enough for a small carton of milk, and maybe some cans of premixed pink gin drink…

I have been drooling over images of different ones on Google… Apparently they are known sa She-Sheds!

We are looking at moving to our forever home… If I start the pressure now, maybe Hubby Dearest will cave, and instead of a games room, my wo-man-cave will become a reality, instead…

Okay, can you all just leave me to dream now?

My Interview with Ritu Bhathal, author of “Marriage Unarranged” – #authorinterview | Night Owl Poetry – Dorinda Duclos

Not content with visiting Marje, I also popped over to Dorinda’s, today!

Don’t worry, it was an extremely socially distanced affair, I promise!

But a lovely chat, nonetheless!

Source: My Interview with Ritu Bhathal, author of “Marriage Unarranged” – #authorinterview | Night Owl Poetry – Dorinda Duclos

Isolation for Writers – Guest Post: Ritu Bhathal #Author #Writer #Poet #Blogger #COVID19 #Coronavirus #Isolation #Thoughts #Writing #Reading – M J Mallon YA Author and Poet

Pop over to Marje’s blog where I am talking about creativity during Lockdown. ❤

Post by @Marjorie_Mallon.

Source: Isolation for Writers – Guest Post: Ritu Bhathal #Author #Writer #Poet #Blogger #COVID19 #Coronavirus #Isolation #Thoughts #Writing #Reading – M J Mallon YA Author and Poet

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