London is back in lockdown. I can cope without shops, pubs and cinemas. I can cope without socialising, dining out or holding dinner parties. But what I really hate is being shut up in the city, barred from driving 10-12 miles to get into the Surrey countryside and breathe clean air. I'm also longing to see the sea again and really missing the North Norfolk coast and the beaches of Branscombe and Sidmouth. Perhaps, eventually in 2021 we will be able to go again.
On Monday, before we went into Tier 3 (a week is a long time in the coronavirus pandemic) , I took my son to RHS Wisley and we roamed around enjoying the fresh air and the drizzle and the breeze. I don't mean that ironically - I stood on top of the sprial-pathed mound on the south side of the site and really enjoyed feeling the wind and rain on my face. Being close to the M25/A3 junction it's not really a peaceful spot, but it felt a whole lot less closed in than being in semi-detatched suburbia. Who knows when we'll be aloud back there or onto the North Downs again?
However, on a brighter note, I've bought M one of these for her birthday:
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