Wednesday 3 June 2020

State of Alarm - day Seventy Seven

A cloudy start to the day, with wind blowing the clouds away during the morning leaving a clear blue sky. It was 25C but the wind was cooling and refreshing. Mid morning I started to have some ideas for a Trinity Sunday sermon and set to work on it. I had a full draft by the time Anthony came up with a lunch he'd prepared of pork and spuds done in olive oil. Delicious. We are some of Sarah's left-over apricot crumble for pudding.

Sister in Law Ann rang and we had a good long chat about getting through the next two weeks and preparing for the flight home. Helpful advice from one who has suffered from PTSD over the four years since since Eddie died. The wound is quiet, about the same as yesterday, still a bit swollen. Hopefully exercise will help it to discharge some more. 

An operator from the phone company which issued the Chaplain's phone SIM called to say that it had to be replaced. I passed on the message to Dave, and later Rosi got in touch to say she would collect the phone tomorrow.

My afternoon walk took me roughly on the same route as yesterday. On the rocky foreshore south of Cala de Bou the breeding colony of penguins was all assembled, five adult females on shore and two on the small rocky island nearby. Visible at high magnification in the photos I took of the pair on the little island, is the beak of one chick, in a nest out of sight on the far side from the shore. I wonder if the females take it in turns to go out there and lay eggs? The body of one of the females on shore was almost all white, others just had white chest patches. It's something I've seen before in colonies on the Costa del Sol.

The large holiday village shows no signs of getting ready to open up for visitors yet, though there are more cars parked down there now, so maybe people are working away out of sight. The car park was eerily empty when I walked through it as lock-down began. The beach at Cala des Torrents was again busy with children. The wooden sunbeds have now acquired their mattresses, and the beach cafe was definitely open with a few people sitting at table and background disco music throbbing inside. Slowly, cautiously, nobody is in a hurry, there's not a lot of business to be done yet.

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