Love in the time of coronavirus

Routine is important.

A glass of red each evening

at five when the latest

government health advice

Is screened. My

indigestion is easing.

Regular, heatlhy meals together,

no dashing out in the evening.

The calendar’s just blank spaces,

just the odd event scrawled

in months ago and left

for historic interest.

 

And some things are becoming clearer.

The social stigma of looting loo rolls.

The clapping of health workers,

even outside Downing Street, shows

that deep down we’re all Europeans.

I can get through most things

as long as you are there

in the next room,

painting your tulips and freesias.

 

 

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Graham Sherwood

Sat 4th Apr 2020 11:36

Hahah! Good Girl 😜

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Greg Freeman

Sat 4th Apr 2020 11:09

Meanwhile, a first sign of domestic tension during the lockdown ... my wife accidentally shrinks my EU T-shirt in the tumble drier ...

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Greg Freeman

Sat 28th Mar 2020 11:55

Your sentiments are very much appreciated, Graham. You, too, comrade. Keep well.

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Graham Sherwood

Sat 28th Mar 2020 10:54

This one slipped under the radar a little Greg.

I think you've captured how we resort to routines as a sort of safety blanket, to make sense of stuff. It wasn't until all our impending holiday arrangements and meal out bookings had been cancelled that I felt I knew what was going on.

As I suspect with you, there's nobody else you'd sooner be marooned with.........

keep well old friend, look for the light

G

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Greg Freeman

Sat 28th Mar 2020 09:26

Thanks, Phil, and Do.RoThy

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Philipos

Fri 27th Mar 2020 12:56

Cracking last line. 👍

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