It’s been a glorious weekend. And it’s not over yet.
Although our exercising once a day might be over if people continue to flout the rules. There were even people sunbathing in a London park, for goodness sake.
I haven’t ventured out beyond the village boundaries for almost two weeks now. It’s bizarre.
I’m hoping our Dorset beauty spots and coasts were out of bounds for the second homeowners and idiots still failing to take this virus seriously. It’s like being at school when one person misbehaves and then the whole class is given detention.
Stay at home. Please. You know it makes sense. We don’t want to be in self-isolation for any longer than we need to be, thank you very much.
Like everyone else who isn’t working or is busy with childcare and vulnerable people duties, I’ve been getting stuck into all the things I should have done ages ago. I’ve given the dogs a good grooming, cleaned the conservatory windows, split the hostas and upcycled a coffee table.
Those white metal chairs are next for the painting treatment.
I was pleased with the finished result although the cat had to get in on the act like a Google 3D tiger.
In the meantime, I’m heading down to the bottom of the garden with the fairies for a tequila sunrise.
That’s about it.
Love Maddie x