Well that didn’t start well did it?
I’m supposed to be writing every day, but a combination of broken sleep with toothache and a cross-eyed focus on sewing these scrubs, I … forgot.
So this post, on Star wars Day, is for days 2, 3 and 4. Oh dear.
On Saturday [2nd] I was going to write focussing on two-and the best two I know is me and my wife. But you know, I’ve bored you babbling on about that so many times you must be sick of it, and in any case I didn’t get out of bed until TWO O CLOCK. SO that’s a more interesting 2. Sort of. My days in lockdown are not interesting, I’m faffing on Facebook, reading, sleeping, eating or sewing. But I’m very very grateful to be in lockdown with D, she’s the only person in the world I could tolerate being locked up with, nd amazingly, she tolerates me too!
We made a short dash across the city to drop a batch of scrubs off for my niece, and looked in the parents very briefly, chatting to them from halfway up the garden. I need to hug my mum, so consoled myself by sending her [and the mother-in-law] flowers.
Then I decided that it was time to make churros, which I’ve been wanting to make for over 40 years, since learning about them while studying O level Spanish. A messy job, but delicious. There will be more.
One other thing we are very grateful for is our ability to cook. Seriously. We are eating WELL. I even made Jamaican curry goat last week, another treat I’ve wanted to try for years, and we got SIX delicious dinners out of one pot.
On Sunday, day 3, I felt guilty for not being awake much on Saturday, so I sewed. And sewed. And sewed. This is what happens when you spend hours sewing unwashed fabric. Most of the sets I’ve made have been allocated round the city, but now I’ve been asked to work on a small special order for a medical practice, which will be straightforward to sew, but a pain to cut out as there are several sizes.
Mostly I’ve been steamlining and making all the same size! Time to be a little more thoughtful, and make list-one thing I’ve noticed is that no matter how carefully I cut out and count all the pockets, neck bands, sleeves etc, when I sew up a batch, there is always one small piece missing. I cut another after searching, and immediately the lost one reappears. Sewing gnomes, dammit.
Today, May Fourth. Star Wars Day apparently, although I’ve never beena major fan. I love sci fi, and was very excited when the first film came out. I went with my then-boyfriend to the charity premiere in Leicester Square [I lived in London for a while] and I was completely under-whelmed, despite being a lifelong sci-fi fan. Ah well. It was always aimed at 14 year olds!
I started the day with an online meeting with my workmates, where we started to discuss possibilities for when schools are re-opened. It can’t happen soon, they’d be throwing us all to the wolves…more to worry about.
So I distracted myself by baking. A little domestic goddess-hood is always welcomed by the missus, and now we have coconut cake, lemon drizzle cake, and a delicious plum cobbler with almond topping. What waistline?
[By the way, today’s sewing brought me up to a grand total of 54 scrub sets, so I’m fairly confident I’ll reach my self-set target of 60 well before my 60th birthday in June. I need a new target- shall I go for 100?]