Since the world has seemingly been in lockdown, it has set me thinking, as it probably has everyone else. This must be the nearest thing to being in prison but without the guards etc!
Into our second week here and already I’m getting agitated. I know how fortunate I am, things could be a million times worse, but it is still getting to me. I’m sure I’m not alone in these feelings, am I? The feelings of which I’m not even sure of, in fact, I don’t know which day it is anymore. Come to think of it, I don’t even know what month we’re in without looking at the calendar. So, trying to gee myself up, I’ve started thinking of things I want and can do when this is all over.
Black pudding came to mind. Having a selfish, moody me moment, I began thinking of things that would help get rid of this pang of negativity I was having. I love me some black pudding and can eat it raw or cooked. It’s not something I could eat every day, but as a treat, oh boy, it always hits the spot. I know it’s available now, but at the moment it’s not top of my priority list, although it is something to look forward to. Already I’m starting to feel better.
I Miss The Pub
Do you know what else I’m looking forward to? Going to the pub and sitting, chatting and having a laugh with the folks that frequent the place. The beer isn’t important although it will be to the landlord who must be having such a difficult time of it together with millions of others throughout the world at the moment. Living in a small village, the pub is the heart of the community, friendships are made, jokes are shared and of course, there’s gossip.
Open mics too, I miss them so much. It’s such a supportive thing and it doesn’t really matter if you can sing or not or if your instrument is out of tune. It’s the taking part and joining in with like-minded people. Happy days to look forward to again. In the meantime, I keep thinking of the black pudding, the delights of those rings sliced and cooking away in the frying pan. Mmmmmmmmmm, you can almost smell it.
It’s always the simple things in life that bring us the most joy. Sunshine on a Spring day, a Sunday morning lie-in or the smell of fresh black pudding cooking away. I hope you are all coping during this unprecedented time that we are going through. Be safe, stay well and treat yourself to some black pudding.
If you don’t know what Black Pudding is, you can find information here.