Tuesday 17th March 2020, 2.30pm (day 3,127)
So, it’s happened then. Britain is in a state of lockdown. Except maybe it isn’t, maybe it’s all voluntary, because with this government, remember that they don’t really have a clue about anything very much.
Either way I suspect I will be seeing a lot more of Hebden Bridge and home in the next few weeks. Or possibly months. For now I will do my best to keep this blog going, why should it become another victim of this pandemic? But how long I will sustain any creative juices in a world with greatly reduced horizons, I don’t know.
I must already be going slightly crazy, anyway. In these sprouting potatoes (for life, and the garden, must go on) I see little people, sitting in their boxes having a pre-planting natter. Or in the case of the couple to bottom right, a gentle cuddle.
Being 42 
I have the same attitude towards my blog. Why should it become another victim of the pandemic, well said! The potato people are adorable.
Thanks N. I will do my best 🙂
The left one is definitely cuddling the one to the right, the one on the right looks, well a little excited!!
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