Caving in to my cravings, considering the consequences, is carelessly coquettish. Copyright owned by Jay Cool, December 2021
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Business As Normal
Business As Normal Big surge. Fast spread. No end in sight. Breakfast briefing at Downing Street. Full English. Boris bursting with bacon. Pinged. Carpets bloody, but getting on with it. Business? As normal. Copyright owned by Jay Cool, November 16th, 2020 Image by Pexels from Pixabay
Total Lockdown – A Poem
Locked in. Sprogs at school. Hubby at work. All breathing, mixing, inhaling. And all due to return soon. And here I am. A mum locked in. A sitting duck. Waiting. As always. Copyright owned by Jay Cool Image by Manfred Richter from Pixabay
Savvy-Storm Poem – Priorities
This poem is based on a painting I created during the Coronavirus lockdown – as, unable to go beyond the boundaries of my family and garden and home, I sought to marry up the mish-mash of colours outside and within. Priorities Locked in, I find myself, in the place that is the part ofContinue reading “Savvy-Storm Poem – Priorities”
Storm Diary 9 – Cancelled
Saturday 14th March 2020 Cancelled. Forced myself to get up at 8am on a Saturday morning to take Non-Sick Sprog to football training, only to be trapped at the gateway to the F.C. grounds, by a car attempting to reverse back into the road (back into my precious DD (Daredevil Dacia)). This should have beenContinue reading “Storm Diary 9 – Cancelled”
Storm Diary 5 – Protection
Tuesday 10th March, 2020 Yesterday evening, Sick Sprog decided he’d done with self-isolation, and landed in the lounge – coughing! Within seconds I found myself making good use of my protective face mask. Not sure they are intended for use in one’s own lounge, but so be it! Cold, flu or the dreaded coronavirus –Continue reading “Storm Diary 5 – Protection”
Storm Diary 4 – Despair
Monday 9th March 2020 Middle Sprog – the sick one – very pleased to be off school missing his Maths mock exam; not so pleased about his sore throat. Another symptom of Coronavirus? Or does he know about my secret stash of lemon and honey lozenges? Who knows? NHS 111 is busy! Youngest Sprog notContinue reading “Storm Diary 4 – Despair”