Day doo-dah: Ice lollies in March!

Our brief trip out today involved walking around a local graveyard. Very pretty and blissfully quiet; though I think those sorts of places generally are.

We don’t need anything, as such (watch this space come the weekend), though I did try to get my favourite TV magazine in a couple of places, with no luck. In one shop, the assistant told me she usually only orders in four copies a week “and they go really quickly” but there were plenty of copies of its main rival left on the shelves.

Call me old-fashioned, but it was pretty clear she had the balance all wrong. I didn’t have the heart to tell her; she was already distressed enough at not being able to sell me anything.

A friend I spoke to (from a safe distance) told me the nice helpful chap who works at our local railway station was stopped on his way to work by the police. They wanted to know where he was going and he had to produce evidence of where he worked before they let him go on his way. I don’t know what time of day or night this was but I find it very unsettling.

I had to order a prescription yesterday and was told by the chemist that it wouldn’t be ready to be collected until Monday. I don’t think she was expecting my response, which was along the lines of: “That’s OK. No great rush.” Then, when she tentatively said I would probably have to queue: “That’s fine. I’m not doing much else that day and it’s a legitimate reason to be out and about.” I thanked her for doing her job in such trying times. (I had already thanked the doctor I had a nice chat with over my telephone appointment earlier. I said how much we all appreciate what they are doing. I don’t think it does any harm to say so.)

I have always been the sort of person who thanks people anyway, but I’m even more conscious and grateful for what others are doing to keep the cogs on the wheel of everyday life turning for the rest of us right now. I even said as much to the butcher today, when I placed an order with him over the phone, to be delivered tomorrow. (It’s another chicken, in case you were wondering, and some bacon, too, if he can get hold of any. The OH and I have developed a penchant for bacon sarnies of a morning. Vegans and vegetarians, look away now.)

Unfortunately, though, there are still people out there who are causing unnecessary mayhem and grief in shops and supermarkets; blaming and abusing the hardworking staff if the shelves are bare. Such ignorance and bullying behavior is breathtaking, but then perhaps the police should be on duty at these places, dealing with these low-life, instead of hassling people who are just trying to get to work?

On our way home, we treated ourselves to ice lollies. I don’t think I have ever eaten an ice lolly in March before but we are living in very strange times, so what the hell?!

Author: Hampton Caught

The rants and ramblings of an ex Deputy Fiction Editor of Woman's Weekly magazine.

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