Day 101 - Sunday 28th June
I'm up just before 9 and ready for my final day of either freedom or incarceration, whichever way you look at it. I have breakfast and then marinate a chicken and peel some potatoes then shower and dress for my 11am writing workshop. Today we are looking at how to edit the pieces we drafted during the first workshop two weeks ago. It's enjoyable stretching my creative muscles; although I write a lot and find it relatively easy to compose prose it's usually non-fiction. By the time it finishes the teens are up and hungry so I make them lunch and then grab something for myself.
Our daughter is coming over later so I continue to prepare ahead for dinner, stuffing some peppers and battering some cauliflower for the vegetarians and transferring the marinated chicken to a suitable tray. I transfer the sourdough I prepared last night to a floured tray; it's stickier than usual and my hands end up covered in sticky dough. I have a zoom call with a friend at 3; while we're speaking I receive a message to say my daughter is on her way. When the bell rings I terminate the call but it's only the delivery of a replacement for the faulty shade sail pole, although she arrives a few minutes later. I'm impressed when she tells me that her son - only 15 months old - said "Nana" as they drove through our gates.
We're eating early because of my Grandson so I alternate between the living room and the kitchen to keep everything on track. My grandson hasn't been inside our house since before he could walk and of course we haven't really child-proofed. He loves looking at my elephant collection and has taken to a pair of wooden meerkats that flank our fireplace. It's wonderful to have him here again; my daughter has brought over a travel cot they were given and a changing mat they no longer use, in anticipation of my taking care of him in future. My daughter is conflicted about him going to nursery on Monday although she knows it's inevitable because from next Monday she'll be working from her new employer's office.
It's great to have everybody around the table together just as it used to be before Coronavirus; it may be a while before we can repeat it because of the additional exposure Max will have at nursery. He enjoys the food and I share my dessert with him. All too soon it's time for them to go so that he can go to bed. After we say goodbye I finalise tomorrow's online shop and clear up the kitchen before packing a bag and preparing some clothes for work tomorrow. I have a what's app call with my friend and then watch the second episode of The Luminaries before bed.
Tonight I am grateful for a couple of hours of normality.
Our daughter is coming over later so I continue to prepare ahead for dinner, stuffing some peppers and battering some cauliflower for the vegetarians and transferring the marinated chicken to a suitable tray. I transfer the sourdough I prepared last night to a floured tray; it's stickier than usual and my hands end up covered in sticky dough. I have a zoom call with a friend at 3; while we're speaking I receive a message to say my daughter is on her way. When the bell rings I terminate the call but it's only the delivery of a replacement for the faulty shade sail pole, although she arrives a few minutes later. I'm impressed when she tells me that her son - only 15 months old - said "Nana" as they drove through our gates.
We're eating early because of my Grandson so I alternate between the living room and the kitchen to keep everything on track. My grandson hasn't been inside our house since before he could walk and of course we haven't really child-proofed. He loves looking at my elephant collection and has taken to a pair of wooden meerkats that flank our fireplace. It's wonderful to have him here again; my daughter has brought over a travel cot they were given and a changing mat they no longer use, in anticipation of my taking care of him in future. My daughter is conflicted about him going to nursery on Monday although she knows it's inevitable because from next Monday she'll be working from her new employer's office.
It's great to have everybody around the table together just as it used to be before Coronavirus; it may be a while before we can repeat it because of the additional exposure Max will have at nursery. He enjoys the food and I share my dessert with him. All too soon it's time for them to go so that he can go to bed. After we say goodbye I finalise tomorrow's online shop and clear up the kitchen before packing a bag and preparing some clothes for work tomorrow. I have a what's app call with my friend and then watch the second episode of The Luminaries before bed.
Tonight I am grateful for a couple of hours of normality.
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