Sunday, January 10, 2021

Cold weekend - den building at Moors Valley








Joseph had a sleepover on Friday evening before spending the weekend at his dad's, so whilst Alison took him down to Verwood I went for a 5km run before Evie and Amelia arrived for a little trip out in the newly MoT'ed motorhome. Not entirely unexpectedly, the van didn't want to start in the cold and needed a bit of a charge before coughing into life at about 11 which meant we were in the park at Moors Valley by 11.30.

What a lovely time we had! At Christmas we'd seen this pack for building a camp in the woods and decided that we'd put together our own version and this was our first time we'd had the opportunity to use the items. You'll see the girls used the ground sheet and the larger tarp near some trees and logs to create a lovely camp which was visited by two robins. There was plenty of fun banging in tent pegs and tying rope before we went full on in embracing the play. Fir cones became our ammo, along with long sticks and we chased round in the cold, lobbing grenades, discharging bullets and whacking sticks.

We then did an obstacle course trek through the woods, the final part with one person having to close their eyes with another acting as their guide. The children loved it and thoroughly lost themselves in the war games which were centred round the camp.

There was time for lunch on the van, just wraps and crisps and cake, but Alison did the children hot chocolate on the stove which was very welcome.

In the evening we watched 'Some Like It Hot' which Maria loved. We've had to keep it on the planner for her to watch again.

Today, Sunday was foggy at the start but it felt like spring as I ran 5.2 miles listening to collared doves cooing, the first great tit of the year calling and feeling the catch of better times ahead in the still air. It did brighten up later and we went for a walk round the goat farm seeing lots of other walkers and cyclists around, the closest I've felt to the initial lockdown since the stricter rules applied last week.

In all honesty, we feel more apprehensive this time, the number of infections seeming to be rising uncontrollably and there are such distressing numbers of deaths each day. It could hit close to 2000 a day before starting to fall and the hospitals are in crisis. There are few excuses for the ministers leading the response to the pandemic. These are extraordinary times and it would be impossible to avoid mistakes along the way but too often, decisions have been delayed, insufficient support provided to the most impoverished and hopes built up only to be dashed by reality, within hours on occasion. It is hard to believe they were going to allow a 5 day free for all, or something close to that based on what seemed to be a nod and a wink, at Christmas. There is too heavy a price being paid and again, dogma and party interests appear to hold too much sway when the national interest should be all that matters. 

Looking at the first manifestations of Brexit, that looks like a further series of hardships and difficulties to overcome, likely to add to the hardships which leave us the worst affected country in Eurpoe in terms of deaths, the worst hit economically and the burdened with the most inept leadership at a time when we can least afford it.


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