The Bug and I by Judith Brown
I don’t know about you, but I feel I’m living in someone’s science fiction book. The whole situation seems so unreal. You can imagine someone writing about a world in which everyone is in danger, but no-one can see it coming.
And that’s us today! I mean ” the bug”, but of course it is a virus as we all now know, but only a couple of weeks ago, when I did my last live broadcast from Ujima Radio, on 16th March, the idea I would have to stay in the house for 12 or 14 weeks because of it seemed unbelievable.
So now the isolation has started, how does it feel to you? For me, having led a very busy interesting life till now, not going to all the meetings and meeting people is weird. But this morning my husband Martyn, who has Idiopathic Pulmonary Fibrosis, said “You look nice” (I was dressed in a green sweater and matching skirt to walk down the street to post a letter) and I realised I had been slopping around in old jeans all week! I’m definitely going to dress every day in my ‘good’ clothes from now on, because my husband of 59 years deserves it, and because it makes me feel good. Bring on the lippy!
People have been very kind, posting notes through the door, offering help. We haven’t needed it so far, I was already stocked up because of Brexit, so I didn’t need to stockpile stuff. But it is nice to know people will help if we need it, and we probably will later on. Later on! Goodness. But now I have time on my hands (I was never one for housework) I am learning new skills! My dear old Mac Computer had hidden talents. I never knew you could record on it till the “Babbers Team” at Ujima 98fm (the Babbers Show runs 12 – 2 every Monday, presented by and for older people) decided we would keep going by recording pieces between us, all put together by Dave Jeanes our wonderful group member who does all the technical stuff. I’m starting to record the book ”Past Mischief” in serial from next week. And my family have finally forced me onto Facebook! So maybe now’s the time to do all those things you meant to do, and never had time for before.
Can I share a little poem with you? It’s by Spike Milligan:
Smiling is infectious, you catch it like the flu,
when someone smiled at me today I started smiling too.
I passed around the corner and someone saw my grin,
when he smiled I realised I’d passed it on to him!
I thought about that smile, then I realised it’s worth. A single smile just like
mine; could pass around the earth.
So, if you feel a smile begin, don’t leave it undetected, let’s start an epidemic
quick and get the world infected!
(Hope it made you smile!)
Judith Brown, BOPF Ambassador