Staying Home: Day 68

This morning M and I went out for our longest trip since the lockdown began two months ago - all of about 10 miles, to collect a "Click and Collect" order from Dunelm. They had everything very nicely organised with no need to enter the store, and only one person in front of me in the queue. We then drove up to Dunstable Downs, to see if we could park up there and go for a walk. It belongs to the National Trust, who run the car park, and I had seen from their website that it reopened earlier this week. I had also seen pictures on Twitter of lines of cars parked up there on double yellow lines, presumably unable to get into the car park. As it turned out, we arrived only a few minutes after the car park opened and there was plenty of space. We decided to chance the weather, which was alternating between showers and sun, and just about got away with it. There was a short, light shower while we walked, but it only started raining properly when we were almost back at the car. 

The chalk downs are crossed by ancient roads and hollow ways, like the one in the picture above taken just before it led out onto the open downland in the picture below.

From here we turned right and walked along a path which forms part of the Icknield Way, a road which was already old before the Romans came. The downs are very exposed and it was a windy day, so the walk certainly blew the cobwebs away. For some reason I have always loved being outdoor in the wind, and the freshness combined with the views thoroughly lifted my spirits.

H spent the day working on her last-but-one uni "exam", which has been converted into a 48 hour assignment. TG staying in bed for much of the morning, did a lunch time dance workshop, then wanted to start learning / relearning guitar chords on my guitar. It really is awkwardly large for her to use, and I have bitten the bullet and ordered a 3/4 size one.

As I picked up lots of plastic storage boxes this morning I cleared out and reorganised the cupboard in our bathroom this afternoon. As you can see, it needed it.

Much better! I got rid of a whole box full of ancient, half used toiletries and general rubbish, and what is left is neatly sorted. H has bought a label maker, so I am going to get her to label the boxes for me.

Our Saturday evening treat was pizza, delivered by a local Italian pizzeria. Mine was garlic mushroom and delicious. So delicious that I scoffed the lot, washed down with Peroni - Italian pizza needs Italian beer. TG and H wanted to rewatch Coco on Disney Plus. We ended up watching half of it, then M joined us and TG disappeared, and we watched the first half of Blinded by the Light, a movie about a young Pakistani man with a Bruce Springfield obsession growing up in Luton (based on a memoir).  All in all, a good day.