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Some establishments have adapted to the Stay Home, Stay Healthy Order and social distancing rules by adding signage and requiring 6 feet of space between people in line.
Photo Credit: Niki Seligman
The past is a different country.
For the last few days we have been watching both the original BBC made Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy as well as a film made to commemorate The Clash playing the opening night at The Roxy, New Year's Eve 1976.
Both films showed how grim the 1970s were for most, with the wealthy and professionals driving around un luxury cars while the plebs slummed it in little ore than slums whilst working back-breaking long shifts in factories or down mines.
One section of The Clash film showed how Covent Garden market was closed down, and the communities around it withered and died, the precursor to gentrification that we saw in many parts of London, with the working poor pushed further out.
The Royal Opera lived next door to he market, and dancers mixed with costermongers in the pubs and bars around the market.
What life was there for the young and disaffected? Not much.
Play some rock and roll, live in a squat. Mick Jones described how if he wanted to continue to claim the dole, after four weeks he would be sent to a working "camp", where regular hours would be taught, all leading to the discipline of a working life. Schools taught many of us to be nothing but monkeys for the manufacturing machine.
But then the machines were closed.
But to Monday.
And to start the day, I had an appointment with a podiatrist.
I have type 2 diabetes, though I am trying to fix that with lifestyle changes, and may be on the road to that goal, but the condition means taking care of your feet.
Diabetes results in the deadening of the senses in the feet, and so you may not feel cuts or injuries sustained, so I go there now so Siobhan looks at my feet, cuts the nails and removes dead skin.
Thanks to the first appointment, my feet are much better, but more to go. But having a half eight appointment in Deal meant being out of the house early, in the middle of what counts for rush hour here, and getting into Deal, finding a place to park so to be on time.
Jools went swimming first thing, while I laid in bed. Up for a coffee, so that when Jools returned, I could leave and take my chances on the road.
Traffic was slow, but I was parked up by quarter to eight, so had time for a wander.
A change from a few months ago where I would park as close as possible and walk a less as possible.
I parked near the castle, then cut through up to the promenade and along to the pier, past the small fishing fleet all dragged up onto the beach. Not a soul about in the pre-dawn gloom.
Then walk to the High Street, and back along to the clinic, where she was already there, so I was called in early.
The verdict was, indeed, my feet are better, so after the clippings and filing, I left to walk back to the car and home.
Back home for ten past nine. I have a brew with Jools before she is off out again, to take one of her crafting friends for coffee in Deal, where she will meet friends and chat, and forget about her husband for an hour or so.
I stay home to begin preparations for our delayed Christmas lunch with Jen, as she was away when it was actually Christmas.
Potatoes peels and left to soak; beef seasoned and allowed to come to room temperature; stuffing mixed and chestnuts added; vegetables prepped and left ready to cook.
At quarter past twelve, the beef went in the oven. The joint, nearly nine pounds of prime rib, just fitted in the new tin, and was soon filling the kitchen and house with glorious smells. It would take nearly three hours to cook.
Potatoes boiled, then steam dried, before being put in hot fat and cooked for nearly two hours, with regular basting, so were all golden and crispy.
There were pigs in blankets too, so once the meat was done, the vegetables put on to steam, the Yorkshire puddings put into cook, and Jools went to pick up Jen.
It was all ready at ten past three. I carve the meat and dish up the food. There is a jug of beef gravy, wine, beer too.
The ribs were done perfectly, and the outer edges crispy and full of flavour.
Due to us eating less, I couldn't eat it all, and left a Yorkshire pudding, some stuffing and a roast potato.
We were all full to bursting.
But it were good.
Jools and Jen cleared up, and then Jonathon from the builders turned up with two electricians, to finalise plans for the bathroom.
Work is now confirmed, along with colours for a walls and the new walk in shower unit.
Jools took Jen home, and once ack we sat down to watch the last two episodes of Tinker, Tailor, along with Scully asleep between us on a blanket.
That gave me half an hour before the start of the Norwich game, v Coventry.
A lot has happened since we let at their place in September. For us, a long losing run, sacking the coach and now we have a new one, and are on a roll. Coventry, meanwhile, are top of the league, top scorers, and favourites for promotion.
But they are wobbling.
Their manager, Frank Lampard Jr, wanted to be our manager back in 2021. He was interviewed, and two days later TalkSport announced he had been offered the job, other newspapers thought it a formality.
Its not that I don't like Frank, it's just he is the story wherever he goes. And instead of being Coventry City, it's Frank Lampard's Coventry City. I didn't want that for my club.
Norwich played well in the first half, though had just one shot. And shortly before half time, Cov scored. A well worked goal, shot on the turn and under our keeper.
Second half started, and we levelled straight away, and twenty minutes later scored what turned out to be the winner.
Norwich played well in and out of possession. Pressing well, and passing the ball well, sometimes riding their luck, but in the second half, so did Coventry.
Norwich had a run of four tricky games, and have won the first three of them, with Middlesborough away at the weekend. From seven points adrift from safety in November to four points above it now.
An astonishing turn round with Philippe Clement at the helm, seeing and guiding all.
Stay home, ... Have fun. Build a snowman. Go sledding with the kids.
~ Mike Easley
Beautiful snow today
Due to the fact that my grandmum does not wanna drive me to school, im staying home. Buuuuut, it pays when i have extra homework/classwork. Thanks alot grandmum. :3
This is a whimsical found object assemblage inspired somewhat by some surgery my Dad had last week.
My dad had the toe next to his big toe on one of his feet removed. It had been broken several times and arthritis was making it so it would bend under the other toes and was affecting his feet in various ways. So, they amputated it. If you are at all familiar with the nursery rhyme where you wiggle the toes of a baby or child it was the toe that would have been "the little piggy that stayed home".
As in...
This little piggy went to market...
This little piggy stayed home...
This little piggy had roast beef...
This little piggy had none...
And This little piggy went wee-wee-wee, all the way home.
My dad offered to give me his toe to use for one of my assemblages, but I declined that gruesome offer.. *L*
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Darek stayed home with his cold and I went to Buster's 4th Birthday Party. You can tell that Buster is Bill & Jerry's only child. And talk about spoiled! The food was delicious, the people were friendly (I met Rabbi Sally!), and the birthday cake (carrot) was moist and decadent tasting.
T-sthirt Dress - Big W
Cropped Top - KMart
Opaque Tights - Department Store
Leather Booties - Market stall
Basically stayed home whole day since I woke up at 3 p.m from a long and fun night. Got lazy so I just watched tv and just started lifting weights when I got more bored. Cooked for about a good 2 hours. cleaned and rearranged my room.
I stayed home today because I didn't feel well. Trust me, you do NOT want to see my face today. :P
Day 358. (7 days left. woahhh. just one week. it's crazy.)
Stayed home from work today to recuperate from 16 hour drive from hell yesterday, I managed to sneak a few pictures earlier this morning. I ordered a new lighting system that should be here in like two weeks that will allow me to continue pursuing photography at night (as most of the time I am too busy during the day).
He cannot be bothered for another trip with the family.
Here he is caught in a moment waiting for the sister in the clothing store, the mother shooting photos and the father looking for a place to eat. And the same story was repeated every day in Barcelona, Spain earlier this year.
Today Conrail ran FC-80, originally CSX K631, down to Tuckahoe to had off tanks for storage to the CMSL. FC-80 is seen here crossing over the water way separating Corbin City and Tuckahoe.
(4/5/20)
Green Meadows Lane, West Columbia, TX
04.26.2020
Note: Looking outside through the front door of my new house. Because I am at high risk for COVID-19, I stay at home a lot. I have made trips to the small post office on the HOA grounds, gone to the drive-thru window of the pharmacy to pick up prescriptions, and bought lunch at curbside 421 Coffeehouse in West Columbia. Yesterday, I went to my favorite park, First Capitol Park, to photograph nature and participate in iNaturalist's City Nature Challenge 2020. In all of my activities, I take precautions to avoid this pandemic virus. Somehow, this window brings me hope as I look outside day and night.
I think one of the things that drew me to this house in December, 2019, was the front door with its beautiful etched glass and star in the middle. I've lived in Texas now for almost 53 years, most of my life. Unlike my children and grandchildren, I'm not a native Texan. But I feel like one! Anyone who lives in Texas knows that the lone star is a symbol of our great state. I post my photos to a photostream on Flickr. I'm a participant in its Flickr Friday group. This week's theme is "stay home". With the thought in mind that I would post a photo of my door looking outside through the window, I began taking these photos. 04.26.2020
Stayed home from work today - thought wife was gonna go into labor - false alarm, but I think we're on deck. So, since I've got the page and I've got the time, here you go. Footloose is hip-deep. What's a Joe to do?
Friday, I stayed home because I was a little out of sorts—part worry, part busy, part sad. I started the day with my coffee klatch. I don't think I can continue to live without them.
I cherish the grounds Friday walks on.
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NOTE: Today, 3 February 2019, the temperature just after noon was -27C (windchill -38C!). That is -16.6F (windchill -36.4F). Needless to say, it has been a day, just like yesterday, to stay home. Any birding wallks for yesterday and today, also tomorrow, were cancelled, which very, very rarely happens. A nasty shock after enjoying so many milder winter days for quite some time this winter.
This evening, I have just posted nine more photos from Day 9, I had hoped to completely finish Day 9 today, but still have maybe half a dozen or so more bird and fungus images I'd like to add. Hopefully, I can finish them tomorrow, and then move on to day 10 of our two-week holiday in Ontario and Quebec in May 2018. I will have only Day 10, 11 and 12 to sort, edit and post. Deadline is fast approaching.
Day 9, 15 May 2018, involved a local morning walk, not far from our friend Anne's home. Just before 10:00 am, we drove to near the Marine Mammal Interprretation Centre in Tadoussac and followed the Sentier de la Pointe-de-l'Islet Trail. Not the greatest weather, including for photography. However, it was a delightful trail, much of it along a wooden boardwalk (which had quite a few steps). After this outing, we spent some time at our friend's house, watching the birds that came to her garden and then, later on, went for a short, local walk.
"Walk along Sentier de la Pointe-de-l'Islet Trail, a forest trail by the ocean with marvellous views of the surrounding coast and skyline. The wooden boardwalk leads you behind the wharf to the mouth of the Saguenay River. The trail provides an easy walk, stretching just under a kilometer (0.6 mi), or you can climb freely over the rocky shoreline for a more adventurous route. The point offers an ideal atmosphere for a picnic by the water. Look out into the distance to catch a glimpse of minke whales, while seals and belugas come close to the shore to feed." From link below.
www.inspirock.com/canada/tadoussac/sentier-de-la-pointe-d...