Although still on the chilly side, there was hardly a cloud in the sky. I got up at my usual leisurely pace, had porridge and banana for breakfast, watched a few minutes of “Homes Under the Hammer,” and hardly riveted to a magazine programme about property development, I set off walking once again. Like yesterday, I headed off up the hill to the end of the cul-de-sac, turned around, and made for the main road. This time, I would walk towards Buxton as far as the end of the green railings, before retracing my steps as far as Grin Low Road, from where I would take the steep walk up to the old railway track bed. I decided to explore further, walking in the direction of the abattoir, as if towards Ashbourne. Eventually, down below, I could see where the railway from the Hindlow branch (still in use, and over which I once worked), used to connect with the former railway I was walking along. I see all this from the road far below, almost all of the time. But now, I was looking down across to where I live for the first time in about thirty five years. I did a little “exploring” when I first moved up here in 1975. I was 26 then; I am 71 now! I just wish my photographs would upload. My phone app tells me I covered 4.4 miles today.
Back in the “real world,” a further 800 plus have died of covid 19 in the last twenty-fourhours. Doctors and hospital staff are struggling with inadequate but vital supplies of personal protective equipment. Were not preparations for such an event already in place?
I finished writing and amending this blog today (Day 27) at just after 11 am. Thankfully, my weight seems to have settled at 15 stones 7.5 lbs. Perhaps another 4 mile walk is the order of the day. Again, it dry, bright, and I suspect slightly less cooler than yesterday.
Thanks for reading, David. 11.17 hrs 22/4/20.
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