Today has been the warmest and sunniest day of the year so far. After checking the new laws to make sure the girls could legally travel between me and their mum, she picked them up at lunch time; hopefully having a regular change of scenery will help avoid complete boredom for them.
I took the opportunity to sit outside for a while at the picnic table. Three hours worth of teleconference and video-conference meetings in the morning, then a video presentation in the afternoon left my throat quite dry.
I picked up the cough from Chloe a couple of days ago, but during my presentation I found myself increasingly coughing and losing my voice to a dry throat. I had to pause the presentation at one point and head to the kitchen for a glass of water. I’m seriously wondering now if I might be carrying the virus.
Fortunately, after that final meeting I was able to retreat back into the garden and the fresh air did me some good and settled my throat. I decided to put my evening to good use and dig a patch at the back of my garden which has just been a wasteland since we moved here 10 years ago. An area about 3-feet by 12-feet is a hill of soil and other debris, with a large tree or bush in the middle. The only thing I use it for is composting grass after mowing the lawn, but when the horses from the farm come out around Easter they’ll eat the grass clippings and that can give them huge problems with their stomachs and potentially kill them.
I decided to dig out a portion of the ‘hill’ nearest the farm, just big enough to slide my large compost bin into. I can then put the grass cuttings into the composter and keep a lid on it, keeping the horses safe and dealing with my own garden waste. I dug and moved earth of a couple of hours but only got half way through the hill. The rest will have to wait, but at least I’ve been able to get outside and have plenty of fresh air and exercise without actually leaving my home and breaking the law!
Last year I had planned to buy a patio table and chairs set for the garden, but I never got around to it. I’ve been thinking about it again for the past couple of weeks and the plan was to buy something in time for the Easter school holidays.
Tonight though I decided to bring the timescale forward, if we’re going to have to stay at home any longer then it’ll be a good feature to have so we can sit out in the garden. I opted for a wooden picnic table and two benches. They arrived by courier tonight after the girls had gone back with their mum. It was a part-built flat-pack so I spend a couple of hours assembling them and getting them into the garden ready to surprise the girls when they came back in the morning.
Chloe’s seven days of self-isolation are now over so technically she can go back to school, although I decided to keep her at home for the rest of the week. The government have now announced that all schools will be closed after tomorrow until the pandemic is over so I didn’t see much point in sending her in.
The girls’ mum came round to pick them up at 3pm. She hadn’t realised I was serious when I said they’d all have to stay off school and continued to insist that Chloe couldn’t possibly have Coronavirus.
Amelia tried to reason with her mum but grew frustrated when she couldn’t get through to her. I said to just let it be, it’s easier to getting into an argument about it. School knew why the girls were off so they wouldn’t be allowed back in for the rest of the isolation period anyway, meaning their mum would have to stick by the rules.
Chloe’s mum came to pick the girls up at lunchtime. She doesn’t believe Chloe could have the Coronavirus, “It’s so unlikely” she said; although she thinks she might have had it herself after feeling ill following a recent weekend in Dublin with friends.
I said she had to stay indoors as per the government guidelines, but my comments were met with, “if she’s got Coronavirus, I’m Britney Spears.”