Sunday, 3 May 2020
Tomorrow lockdown restrictions are easing. Today it's a beautiful sunny Sunday. Everyone seems to be outside, celebrating today. Just a few hours to go.
Cars are going up and down our cul de sac. Our part-time neighbour is having an ouzo get-together for his old wheezy friends. There are no virus cases on this isolated island so I suppose they will all be safe. I wonder if the police are out checking permits today.
What would their reasons be for moving out of town? Going up to feed the farm dog, going to assist an elderly aunt? They are all elderly. Anyway, who cares. K has gone down the road too to join the gang for a resumption of the 'debating society'. I wonder what they are all talking about today. What's the gossip. I'll hear it all later when a wine soaked tongue won't stop wagging.
They'll all go home happy.
Tomorrow we can just walk out our front doors, no need for reasons, for permision slips, for an sms letting us go to the supermarket or the chemist. I will stay at home I think.
But I did do some preparation for out-of-isolation-socialising
Hair colour. I'm completely blonde again, with a crooked fringe and curls down over my collar. I think I'll leave the cutting of my hair for a little while yet and see where it grows to
Our washable masks are all ready. 3euros each I think they were, from the chemist. We must wear masks at all times in indoor spaces, or risk a large fine