Quick digression before we get onto the serious subject of VE Day – you guessed it – coronavirus!
It seems that now that the green light is on for travelling, Rossall Prom is inundated with cars. Kevin had been on the balcony at 1pm on Wednesday and the car park was full from one end to another. Lots of people are still ignoring the distancing rules, so I for one will not be walking on the prom anytime soon. I’ve had a bronchitis cough for a few weeks. It’s not the virus before anyone asks, so I’m not in a hurry to go out.
We keep saying that when it’s busy I ought to go and stand near the notice board and start coughing. You’d watch the crowds disappear as I have a very chesty cough that’s very noisy! I bet it would work a treat.
Apparently the motorways are busy again and I suppose things will be back to normal before we know where we are. How people will distance themselves I don’t know. Because if it’s busy, it will be very difficult to do and before you know it we’ll have another complete lockdown. People should use their common sense and realise that the virus can soon become a snowball rolling down a hill. And we all know what happens there, don’t we.
VE Day
Anyway, that’s enough virus talk for today. I don’t know about you but I’m fed up with it being the only thing on the news, day after day. I know it’s very serious and can’t be taken lightly, but it’s a bit like being force fed when you don’t want it.
So, I’m going back to last Friday, VE day, when it was Derek’s birthday. And what a day to be born on. We obviously couldn’t go out and do anything because of the virus, so we had our own fun and tried to make the best of it as we could.
Happy Birthday to You
All went well and after our birthday tea we brought a cake out for him complete with candles. Nothing odd about any of that you might think, but the fun started when he tried to blow the candles out.
Out they went, the first puff and lo and behold back they came on again and they sparkled! Hubby looked as if to say ‘am I dreaming I’ve just blown those out’. So off he went again. Huffing and puffing and blowing, hopefully not spitting on the cake, ugh! Out they went and back on they came again, fizzling even more and making enough smoke to elect a new pope!
By this time, we were killing ourselves with laughing at him. He was trying to laugh while wondering what we had done to the candles. I’ll give him one thing, he wasn’t going to be beaten and had another puff at the smoke and candles. By this time they were singing his eyebrows and making lots of smoke. I did have an oxygen canister by his side just in case he needed it after all that huffing and puffing, but he was OK.
Fetch the Fire Brigade
So by this time we’d got tears running down our faces we were laughing so much. We wanted to get on with the birthday tradition of him cutting the cake and making a wish while we sang happy birthday. Again, we hit another snag, as we couldn’t blow the lights out at all!
If you think about it they wouldn’t go out, would they. They just kept coming back on, all fizzing and whizzing in their glory. We got our thinking cap on to see what we could do so that he could cut the cake. In the end after trying to snuff them out and being nearly unable to see one another with the smoke, Kevin the inventor hit on the idea of getting a damp cloth to put them out.
At first it didn’t seem like that would work either, but not wanting the fire brigade tramping through the house hose and all, eventually he put them out. What a performance, but by did it give us a laugh.
Fizzy Spaghetti
The morning after, Jane had us all laughing again with a dream she’d had. She was in my mum’s house with workmen knocking it to bits and she was trying to get some food in the middle of all that mess and dirt.
Guess what, she opened some spaghetti to warm up and that started fizzing just like the candles. She went on to tell us about the rest of the dream, which to us was so funny. I won’t bore you with it as it won’t make sense unless you know the people concerned. We were laughing until we cried, hardly able to stand up by the time we’d finished. There’s one thing for sure, we’ll never forget the fizzy candles!!
Lockdown Laughter
A friend of ours asked if we were falling out and killing each other while we’re confined together in lockdown. After looking in wonder at each other, we made the observation that this is normal for us and what we do every day. To which the friend said ‘oh of course you do’.
Anyway up to date we’re all still in one piece and the roof hasn’t lifted off yet. After all we haven’t got the time to fall out for all the laughing we do. There’s never a dull moment and I certainly wouldn’t change it!
