I think my dander was got up by a hateful comment on a dear friend's blog that was frankly unnecessary.
But in all honesty, a LOT of the people living in my vicinity have been interpreting the rules their own way.
Delayed gratification is what I HAVE to teach the cherubs in my Nurture Group. It's basically a temper tantrum, way past the age of two, because they cannot get their own way and that's whats happening now for a lot of brats. The people up the road having parties for VE day with no social distancing? Brats. Massive gang of teenage girls sat on the field where I walk Bluebell, clearly thought the clouds of extra strength perfume would protect them and hide the stench of the weed they were smoking - Brats.
I blame the parents!
The VE party Brats - I nipped to the Spar having JUST watched the news where we'd been told that as from Monday, up to 6 people can meet in a garden as long as they are 2m apart - the car with the mother in almost ran us over speeding round the corner - I joked to the HG, bloody hell, now it's been on the news , off they go....lo and behold on our return - said car parked up. Obviously in too much of a rush to hear the From Monday bit.
It's now a very long time since I have seen my daughter in the flesh, but I am still willing to wait a little bit longer in order to keep her and us as safe as possible. The stories I've seen about the disease keeps me sticking to the rules as much as I can. Brats obviously do not care about the fact it is WEEKS in hospital if you are unlucky to be one of the ones who don't have a mild case and only now the recurring issues and difficulties of recovery are coming to light. What do Brats not understand about ORGAN FAILURE?? They clearly already sufferrom some extent - their key porgan being the brain.
School - Ours has never been shut, and I have continued to work both in the building and at home. It makes me laugh to see some of the Brats who were the first ones calling for the schools to shut at the start of the pandemic - openly berating the school and staff on Facebook are the same ones now wanting schools to reopen, berating the staff for being lazy and getting paid for nothing. Hideous, hateful Brats. Incidentally, the packs of work you requested from your offspring at the start, because you had no internet to download things from the massive amounts of online learning my colleagues put on, is STILL waiting to be collected in the school foyer. I think maybe you used up all your internet slagging the school off on Facebook and you've been too busy none socially distancing with all your bratty mates to call in, or maybe it was because your arms were too full of crates of beer for afore mentioned party that you couldn't possibly collect some printing full of fun activities you could be doing with your feral brats.
OOOOOO I got a little bit Miss Ranty Pants there didn't I.
I think the Welsh have it right. Stay Local, for now.
Having said all of that, there are plenty of Non Brats out there, following the advice, trying to stay as safe as they can and doing a brilliant job of home schooling. I cant talk, at the start of all this, with all the training I was going to do with Bluebell, we'd be the next Ashley and Pudsey on Britain's Got Talent!!
However, she is beginning to trot a little bit with much persuasion and biscuits but only sat down. Going take a massive bag of sausages I think to get her doing it standing. If you look in any Springer Spaniel book, it tells you they are eager to please. Yes, THEMSELVES!
It is very very hot and sunny so I was out before 7am this morning with her and we went to the park where they are not cutting the grass in areas and it looks lovely and gives me brilliant photo and video opportunities. It was already showing as 14C on my watch at 7am but it did feel warmer. I was careful not to let her run around too much.
I do have a video of her springing about but think I have to add it to you tube first so I might have a look see later.
I also did a very pleasing activity yesterday. Having raided my haberdashery for the trimmings for the little cardi, I sat with the boxes in the sun and untangled, and stroked and admired all my trimmings, recalling fondly of the projects I had in mind when I was buying it all!!
I'm going to knit a row or two of the matinee jacket outside whilst I fill the paddling pool for Mrs Springypants. She is currently sprawled, legs akimbo on the sofa next to me.
I think a slow cooker beef curry in on the cards - I have some lovely lean braising steak to use - cannot really be faffed to do it traditionally with mash n veg!
Have a very very lovely socially distant day everyone!
I loved this that someone put on twitter.
If 6 people think they can meet up in my back garden as of next Monday, they can piss off.
I am not the fucking National Trust!
I am both NT and EH an I think we can now book online to visit places. Mind you , if it's anything like the supermarket delivery slots, I'll look forward to a visit Mid November!
Lots of love from
Rachel *Day 4 of no biscuits, maybe that is the reason for my snarkiness* Radiostar xxx