Five minutes early, the church clock strikes one and the tumbleweed rolls through the village square.
As I open the bedroom window, wondering if, actually, this daily request slot, Through the Square Window, is making any difference to anyone except me (it makes me feel like I’m connecting to my community), Mr and Mrs Prayer stroll by with their dog.
The birdsong from The Sound of Music theme tune powers up and they look up and wave. They’ve timed their daily exercise to coincide with the music.
Mrs Bancroft’s head pops out from an attic window, the pub curtains twitch and DJ Landlord walks out the front door. Muriel, meanwhile, is at her bedroom window, while husband Bing and son Jack loiter outside the house.
Gracie, the pride of our alley, sways at her front gate while Monty Chocs-Away grins as he chances upon this bit of village absurdity on his way to the shop, where Mr Grigg is doing a four-hour shift behind the counter.
Today’s request is from Mata Hari who, on hearing the dulcet tones of Nat King Cole from inside her home, comes to her doorstep, clutching herself against the stiff breeze blowing through the square, as we all sing in unison.
With the news that the lockdown is likely to last months rather than weeks, I think we’re going to need a bigger playlist.
That’s about it.
Love Maddie x