First week of the New Year

This is one of those weeks that started like most other weeks, except it was the first week of 2021. Now, I know we are all so over Christmas and the non-event of New Year but this week was momentous for all the wrong reasons.

Firstly we have now left the EU and from the sounds of it, the border control officials are not coping. All to be expected and the government was warned so many times and being who they are, ignored the business world. 


Then Trump screwed up, but then he is American and we have expected something like that from him. I do wonder what the average American is thinking now? One senator did say it was what you would see in a Banana republic. 


COVID 19 has a friend who has joined and is more infectious, scary stuff and there seems to be a collective feeling of it will not happen to me. There is a good chance it will and if not you then your Grandmother and she will most probably be too frail to fight it and will die. It is up to you.



The weather turned freezing, and swimming was put on hold. Yep, -6 C and old Jack Frost froze anything stationary, changing the outside colours to mere monotones.


Changing the subject a little, we are expecting another grandchild together to be born on Wednesday. Little girl and her parents have named her Ava, nice name and hopefully, all will go smoothly on the day. I must say it is anxious times as the doctor did say it might be born before then, I would watch out for the telltale symptoms, wanting to go to the loo and a sore back, kind of give them away. All the best guys.


The pair went for a swim this morning, cold but no wind so I do expect they enjoyed it, really too cold for me. Beach is getting busy as we travel further into this latest lockdown, I must admit it is good to see people out there walking their dog/children, a good walk does take the blues away.


I do miss going for a walk at Kingston Lacy, to us that is as close to the wild as we get. Last year we were in Wales, the foothills of Snowdonia and that is wild country. I remember looking out over a vast landscape of trees, high craggy hills and the river and hearing the sounds of nature, wild nature, don’t fear it, it is the wild. Can you imagine how we would be if we were less afraid? Someone once said.


One of our greatest freedoms is how we react to things. 


The children were free and not afraid, they enjoyed every minute, from the climbing of the peak to the Pooh sticks bobbing down the gurgling stream cascading down the mountainside. When out there we are all children at heart.




The first week of 2021 is over and we have 49 left to Christmas, is it too early to put the tree up again?

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