Saturday 11th April
A brief discussion on the radio about the problems of presenting from home. A Radio 2 presenter was interrupted mid-programme by her son coming into the room to ask the whereabouts of the butter. Since I have shopped this week, I should not need to join a retail queue for several days, and since Chantal insists annually that her Easter Egg must be from Thorntons, I should not be required to buy an Egg. I am wrong on both counts, and am sent shopping for Easter Eggs, and a few other items. No Easter Eggs at Broughton Co-op. No Easter Eggs at a Broughton convenience store. There is a long queue outside of Croft Co-op, but the nearby convenience store has a reasonable selection of Easter Eggs. I will not be in trouble tomorrow after all, at least not for an Easter Egg shortage. A successful family get together on Zoom this afternoon, with both of my sisters, niece Megan, Simon, Matthew and partners. We chat for an hour and a half, necessitating a second Zoom invitation after 40 minutes, mostly general chat and news. Junior Doctor Megan is working at Leicester Royal Infirmary, and reports that the steep rise in admittance of Covid-19 patients is not levelling off. Patients are tested for Coronavirus, but those that die may do so before the results are received. The family get together goes so well that I am asked to host one again next weekend. Ironically, we may see more of each other during lockdown than during normal circumstances. I should be working tonight, but there have been no night duties for over three weeks. On a fine warm Bank Holiday evening I would have had a busy shift. Instead a colleague will be busy on Tuesday morning, responding to many voicemail messages.
Technically we live in Oaktree House, but sadly the tree had to go.
We now have a thriving Oakstump at the front of the house.
