After breakfast Owain, Clare and I went for a brisk walk in the cool bright morning air around Pontcanna Fields before he left us for a catch-up lunch with friends in Canton. Being a Bank Holiday Monday the park was busier than usual, a last chance for a family day out, before. Children return to school tomorrow.
One of the remotest corner of the Fields was strewn with as many as fifty bottles and cans, evidence of a party last night. Several entire drinks packs had been carried out here and consumed in a spot three hundred metres from the nearest rubbish bin. It's not the first time this has happened and it's most likely to be badly brought up young people making this mess, the ones who don't wear face masks or practice social distancing.
Passengers in three social groups returning on a holiday flight from Xante into Rhoose tested positive for coronavirus over the weekend. Complaints were made by some on the 'plane that many other passengers weren't wearing masks properly and moving around unnecessarily during the flight. It's hard on the cabin crew as they have no power to insist passengers adhere to recommended safe practice. It seems to be it's time governments introduce legal powers to enforce safety measures, and fine non-compliant passengers heavily for putting the health of others at risk. Enforcement of non smoking zones soon proved effective, so why not take action on this as well?
After a break from classes of about four months, educationalists are voicing concern about the difficulties of catching up on missed learning, which will hit to most socially disadvantaged children hardest. Arising from that is a debate about the re-scheduling exams to all more catch-up time. In schools wearing of face masks in common areas will be obligatory and students confined to studying with their cohort group. At present many are worried this isn't going to work. Everyone wants to get back to routine living, but the randomness and uncertainty surrounding covid-19 infection control makes a return to normality something of a moving target.
After cooking lunch, I had a siesta which surprisingly lasted two hours. I didn't think I was that tired but maybe a longish brisk morning walk made me tireder than usual. Clare had a message from a neighbour in the street with a surfeit of apples on their back garden tree, and an invitation to collect them. She went out quickly and returned with a couple of kilos, which are now being converted into apple chutney
After supper I started watching 'Mamma Mia! Here I go again' on telly, but soon lost interest in it, as the plot switches between the present story and flashbacks which I couldn't follow.
Instead, I did some work on the reflections I'm writing for the Parish Facebook page, and watched the second episode of 'Strike: Lethal White', a serialised version of a novel pseudonymously written by J K Rowling, about a private eye drawn into an investigation by government minister. Only two plot lines, and much easier to follow. Interesting to see the lead actor, an amputee is playing the part of an amputee. I'm still unsure how good this is going to turn out to be, already wondering how many episodes to expect.
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