A Mental Health Walk

I walked into town after lunch with two of my daughters – a “mental health walk” – an escape from the walls that have been our prisoner for several weeks. It was good to get out of the house, if only for an hour.

We walked to the big park in town – mostly curious to take a look at the river that burst it’s banks last week. It’s receding now, but that hasn’t stopped the ducks and swans from taking ownership of a huge swathe of the riverbank. I quietly walked up to some of the swans, who showed no fear at all – walking slowly towards me as I approached. My eldest daughter backed away, making worried noises – she had a run in with a swan a few years ago while trying to take a picture of it.

The park was mostly quiet – predictable, given that it was a weekday – but also because it was so cold. After leaving the house snow began falling, and got heavier during the time we were out – beginning to settle on the ground. By the time we got home my face had become numb.

It was good to get out though. The cold weather seemed to remove the idiots that think the Corona Virus doesn’t apply to them. It’s strange how some people are more fearful of the cold than a deadly pandemic.

I found myself in an online debate of sorts with a particular kind of idiot last night, and something occurred to me. The people that complain about political bias, unfair reporting, and support conspiracy theories tend to do so because they have actively chosen to narrow the opinions they take notice of to those they agree with. It’s helped along by the very same algorithmic timeline they also complain about – because they fear missing out on anything. Figure that out – they fear missing out on the very same stories they don’t want to see.


It’s getting late, and I have a meeting first thing tomorrow. I need to sleep.


Pizza and a Movie

I started the week wondering if I would have anything to do – exploring a research and development project, but not having anything concrete to get on with. The entire world seems to be on a go-slow at the moment. I can’t imagine what it’s going to be like when the world finally wakes from this impenetrable fog. Slowly but surely as the week progressed work appeared. It’s funny how the cogs of the universe work sometimes.

We ordered pizza from a nearby pub that has been delivering during lockdown, and watched a movie tonight. It was a celebration of sorts – the girls came to live with us 13 years ago today. I announced our plans for dinner earlier in the evening, and a cheer rang out throughout the house.

We watched “The Greatest Showman” – the Huge Ackman movie (sorry – Night at the Museum joke). I’ve never been a huge fan of the movie, but will admit to getting sucked into it. I’ve seen it twice now – both times I sat down without really wanting to watch it, and ending up being quite affected.

I’ve been drinking. We ordered a “deal” from the pub – several pizzas, garlic bread, and a bottle of Prosecco. Two glasses – that’s how much it takes these days to make me as giddy as a schoolboy (or a cheap date, depending on how grown up you want your frame of reference).

It’s supposed to snow here all day on Sunday – but before that, we’re getting our twenty ninth year of rain. I imagine we’ll be clearing snow from the escape raft I’ve been planning on building. Seriously though – it rained all day again, and is supposed to rain all day tomorrow too. You would think the weather man would be bored of making all the rain by now.

Anyway. Enough nonsense. I have lots more nothing to be getting on with.