Not A Normal Day at the races?


Despite the teasing that it could be administered by a vet, I recently ventured off to a local racecourse to receive my covid 19 vaccination. Given my background in nursing & amount of travel to far shores I am basically pro vaccines so why did I feel apprehensive about having this one ? I guess it stemmed from memories the only flu jab I have ever had. The reaction was so bad I refused to have any more so I felt a little conflicted but having weighed up the scientific data head ruled over heart. So I am pleased to report that it all went very smoothly and the NHS staff & volunteers did a splendid job to ensure the whole process was as quick and easy. I am pleased to report that post the first dose of the Astra Zeneca vaccine I a very mild ache in the arm that resolved in a couple of hours & the slight feeling of being a bit ‘jet lagged’ for 24 hours.

So to celebrate I decided to embark on the Jillian Michaels Burn 60 workout minus the ‘surfer get ups’ because I have no desire to hospitalise myself. Hubby is winning the war with the wiring & so as I follow in his wake carrying out repairs to plaster & covering his tracks so to speak the house is gradually returning to ‘normal’.

Talking of returning to ‘normal’ it’s to be hoped that our lives in general will return to some semblance of what we probably took for granted before. I have always loved Spring watching the flowers emerge bringing colour & all things new after the gloom of winter. This year more than most they represent a glimmer of hope which is definitely a welcome sight this year.

As I sat listening to Waterparks & merging pdf documents the parallel of how weeks of lockdown seem to be merging to one bland lump was all too obvious. I was drawn to Parx due to the slightly dark, ironic humour in the lyrics of their songs & so bagging a ticket to their ‘Coming Nowhere Near You’ tour was the perfect way to punctuate weekly monotony of lockdown life.

In the next couple of weeks if all goes well then some more of the restrictions will be lifted & coffee in a cafe once more might be on the menu so to speak. Hubby & I went out on the bike for a blast around & check in on his parents. Thankfully it was a lovely warm day so we sat in the garden & was able to chat which was great for everyone. Mothers Day was unique in the way we were able to travel to a shopping mall carpark & eat burgers while chatting through the open windows. It’s occurred to me that these strange times have led to a new level of creativity on what counts as a nice day out or a treat.

Take care & stay safe until next time.