Reflection

A year ago today, Boris went on the evening telly to let us all know that we needed to stay home. Protect the NHS. Save lives. He was telling us this at least a couple of weeks later than he should have. But I guess we should be grateful that he didn’t leave it a few more weeks still. He was clearly tempted to do so.

Yesterday, Boris told us we should today observe a minutes silence, to reflect upon the year gone by. But, one presumes, not to reflect too long on his own contribution to the British response to the novel coronavirus. The silence was set for midday. I happened to be on my daily walk along the beach. So I recorded my silence for posterity. You can join me, if you wish. Press the play button. And please shush…

There’s plenty to reflect upon, isn’t there. We live in a different world. Different in a multitude of ways, but perhaps most noticeable in the absence of millions of people, lost to the virus. I don’t wallow in the sorrow though. We will get back to a normal world. And I’m confident it will be closer to the old normal than any of the dystopian new normals that have been proposed.

Peace. 🖖

7 thoughts on “Reflection

  1. I’m taking a grandson to see my uncle tomorrow, my uncle has by theory been vaccinated, I’m half way and see the lad two or three times a week so that point is moot. The annual canoe trip is on, we went last year, only the men and we kept the 6-10 foot spacing . We’ll all be vaccinated this year(all older than dirt) . It should be the normal acting like fools.
    We did not ski and the Epic Pass people are telling me to take a hike on my refund, even after I bought a two hundred dollar insurance policy against the virus on top of the ticket price. They asked me if I caught it. I said no. they said I should have come and skied . We’ll see.

    Catch 22 is alive and well in America.

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    1. The old normal will become the new normal when restrictions are relaxed in the same way a dried out lake bed will soon accumulate water when barriers are broken. Normal is defined by our natural behaviour, more than rule books.

      That said, there may be some pandemic bits and bobs that stick. I’ve decided I’m an elbow bumping person for life. Handshakes can carry on living in the past.

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  2. We have both been around long enough to have ridden several “things will never be the same” donkeys in life’s little carnival. Five years (or perhaps less considering the fact that the social equivalent of a hangnail is uniformly labeled a crisis), we will be wondering “what was all that about?” Even though it was not as widespread, the 2009 swine flu did a nasty job on the Mexican economy. When I ask people to think back a few years, it no longer registers.

    But maybe that is the way we cope (as we therapy-laden Americans are wont to say) or muddle through (as you Brits would have it in your more adult approach to life). Right now, I wish some people would develop coping and muddling skills. On my flight home to Mexico on Saturday, I felt as if the plane was making a much-delayed delivery to Bedlam.

    And so we carry on. In so many ways.

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    1. I remember the swine flu pretty well, and I will both agree with you and contradict you. Things went back to normal pretty quickly, and it was as if nothing had ever happened just a few months later. But I had a few weeks of concern – most of my classes were cancelled. Which would end first, the lockdown or my savings? My classes at Eli Lily were 50% of my earnings and the last to resume, but you’d expect that sort of business to be extra cautious I suppose. In the end, lockdown buckled before I did.

      It would be untrue if I told you that my decision to return to the UK was down to the swine flu. But it did bring my hand to mouth existence into focus, and proved how vulnerable that sort of personal economy is to any financial upset.

      Otherwise, what I replied to Norm.

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      1. I have never been a handshaker. It will be one of those German customs imported by Her Royal Hanoverian Majesty Victoria that I will not mourn. (I wondered why the American anti-“u” crew retained the “u” in “mourn?” It couldn’t be because “morn” was already taken. We have plenty of other homophones in the language — more so in American English with its haphazard drawled vowels. To misquote the Dowager Countess: ““If I were to search for logic, I would not look for it among the origins of English words.” )

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  3. The dystopian outcome seem more of a reality. The this too will pass is not in my vocabulary. But maybe like Annie says, the sun will come out tomorrow. But I for one would not bet my bottom dollar on it.

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