It feels as if we are already out of lockdown. DEFRA and Bell have returned from an early morning excursion to Regent’s complaining that there are more bodies than daisies. Bell reports , “There were loads of kids completely out of control with parents running everywhere trying to catch them. Most of them were on scooters and bikes. No masks anywhere.” Bell had a heart-rendering melt down because she feels so lonely and is afraid her other best school friends are already having sleep overs together.
This household will take its time and observe the alchemy of the fabled ‘R’ factor before changing our habits. I feel nauseous at the thought that June echoes in the Summer equinox and the year’s quickening dark:
Green was the silence, wet was the light, the month of June trembled like a butterfly. (Pablo Neruda)
I will pause as we fumble out of lockdown and try and to write my fabled essay on Zooming; another one on Masks of both the Pandemic and the Self before June is out. I keep hearing of ingenious ways to keep busy during the pandemic but for me running a practice in the matrix of a family home and nursery is strenuous. With three of the four adults engaged in full time ‘home-work’ John has turned into Mary Poppins, when he can tear himself away from baking; the continuous intrusions of deliveries at the front door.The only person with whom I have managed a personal weekly distance-conversation is my grandson Dan. Exhausted by Zoom, the telephone feels just fine! Time accelerates … like as the waves make towards the pebbl’d shore/ So do our minutes hasten to their end… Every day I am grateful for the return of light
At the same time we continue to be enveloped in the mysteries of COVID and the transmission of its ‘coronet’. Today, I was speaking to a ‘patient’ on Zoom who has been following my diary and knows that I tested negative. He reported that both his parents had done the same blood test. His father is immune-compromised and in his early seventies, his wife healthy and younger. To both his and their surprise it turned out that his mother tested positive. Her only symptom had been loss of smell for about ten days, while his father’s test was negative…
SUNDAY 31ST MAY THE CORONET DIARIES
WE. MAY BE CLIMBING…OOPS! STUMBLING IF NOT FUMBLING OVER THE WALL BUT WHAT AWAITS US?
HARRY ANDREWS IN EDWARD BOND’S ‘LEAR’ THE ROYAL COURT THEATRE PHOTO BY JOHN HAYNES