Day 90 - Wednesday 17th June
A busy day, starting at 10am with a meeting about the ethical property project that a local group has proposed, and which has some overlap with the climate change action plan. Then I have a call with a colleague from the resources task force to whom I hope to hand over the theme co-ordination role; he's interested but concerned about the workload and time commitment. I tell him everything he wants to know, being as honest as I can about what is inevitably now a bit of a moving target, and he agrees to come back to me next week.
After lunch we have the first meeting of the climate change comms and engagement team. It's quite productive, and we arrange to meet in a week's time and complete some follow-up actions. Then I drive over to Woodley to deliver a Thermomix that has been taking up space since a friend gave it to me at least 10 years ago. They hold their value well so I sold it on eBay and she has insisted I share the proceeds. I catch up on email correspondence and find a message from Extinction Rebellion saying that they were promoting the climate change consultation last weekend - this was a mystery that we'd been trying to solve in the earlier meeting so I put the two co-ordinators in touch.
Late afternoon we drive to our daughter's house. In response to the announcement of two-household bubbles our daughter had proposed that we loosen up social distancing between our two households. It doesn't precisely fit the government's criteria but with all of us having been scrupulous about covid precautions we all agree that it's a managed risk we're prepared to take. Entering her house feels uncomfortably illicit. Once inside we help my grandson eat his tea, then play with him for a while before bath, story and bed. My son and I get to read him bedtime stories, before hubby and I go to pick up take-away Wagamamas. Then we play a board game. It's wonderful to have a taste of normal life but it's a brief glimpse because on Saturday my son's girlfriend is coming to live with us and we'll quarantine for a week after she arrives.
Tonight I am grateful that I can be with my grandson.
After lunch we have the first meeting of the climate change comms and engagement team. It's quite productive, and we arrange to meet in a week's time and complete some follow-up actions. Then I drive over to Woodley to deliver a Thermomix that has been taking up space since a friend gave it to me at least 10 years ago. They hold their value well so I sold it on eBay and she has insisted I share the proceeds. I catch up on email correspondence and find a message from Extinction Rebellion saying that they were promoting the climate change consultation last weekend - this was a mystery that we'd been trying to solve in the earlier meeting so I put the two co-ordinators in touch.
Late afternoon we drive to our daughter's house. In response to the announcement of two-household bubbles our daughter had proposed that we loosen up social distancing between our two households. It doesn't precisely fit the government's criteria but with all of us having been scrupulous about covid precautions we all agree that it's a managed risk we're prepared to take. Entering her house feels uncomfortably illicit. Once inside we help my grandson eat his tea, then play with him for a while before bath, story and bed. My son and I get to read him bedtime stories, before hubby and I go to pick up take-away Wagamamas. Then we play a board game. It's wonderful to have a taste of normal life but it's a brief glimpse because on Saturday my son's girlfriend is coming to live with us and we'll quarantine for a week after she arrives.
Tonight I am grateful that I can be with my grandson.
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