Edited by Jackie Morris, Tuesday, 31 Mar 2020, 18:39
We are very tranquil here, now the ground rules have been established and now the children are officially on Easter break and I can officially let them lie-in all the time. Not a huge fan of a strict routine for them, it normally ends up in a big debate. I, on the other hand, have a fairly clear routine, although now everyone is here it’s difficult to set aside a time to write. I normally work in the kitchen, which now has people in it ALL THE TIME and it feels decadent to retire to bed mid morning ... also, I don’t think I had appreciated how much time I like to take to write - I clear my mind with a word puzzle or three and Sudoko, then read the activities, then and maybe only then do I settle enough to begin to consider writing a poem. By which time a call for attention has come from the kitchen (have I mentioned they are there ALL THE TIME?)
Even if they don’t call for attention it feels wrong to be absent, mentally if not physically, for so much of the day. So I have been a lot less productive than usual. But these are unusual times, and I would like the children to remember I was here during the great Pandemic of 2020, given they are unlikely to want to read my poetry.
Corona Lockdown
We are very tranquil here, now the ground rules have been established and now the children are officially on Easter break and I can officially let them lie-in all the time. Not a huge fan of a strict routine for them, it normally ends up in a big debate. I, on the other hand, have a fairly clear routine, although now everyone is here it’s difficult to set aside a time to write. I normally work in the kitchen, which now has people in it ALL THE TIME and it feels decadent to retire to bed mid morning ... also, I don’t think I had appreciated how much time I like to take to write - I clear my mind with a word puzzle or three and Sudoko, then read the activities, then and maybe only then do I settle enough to begin to consider writing a poem. By which time a call for attention has come from the kitchen (have I mentioned they are there ALL THE TIME?)
Even if they don’t call for attention it feels wrong to be absent, mentally if not physically, for so much of the day. So I have been a lot less productive than usual. But these are unusual times, and I would like the children to remember I was here during the great Pandemic of 2020, given they are unlikely to want to read my poetry.