Foggy

I seem to have spent most of the day doing a jigsaw, listening to podcasts, and chatting online to one of my sisters in Scotland. She says it is foggy there too, with a hound howling in the wilderness. She has some work during lockdown, but doesn't have to be a school dinner lady every day.

Also did a load of washing, and cleared out a very nasty veg box in the fridge. Fortunately our local pub is still a corner shop, and we can get more vegetables from there.

Tomorrow, reality intrudes. It's pretty nasty out there. I'd rather stay lost in the mist.