Today it is Passover (Pesach) a time of recalling other plagues and giving thanks for being spared. For me it is especially sad because I would normally have enjoyed making and sharing the traditional meal with Martin, in much the way we shared our respective faiths. Instead I light a candle in his memory and order flowers.
And today too, the predicted isolation and lockdown from this modern Covid-19 plague is not about to end. Well it was hardly surprising with our Prime Minister in Intensive Care, the mortality statistics still rising and the predictions that the coronovirus has yet to peak here in the UK. So however frustrated we might be, it won’t kill us.
Despite the continuation, my 21 ‘Isolation posts‘ are at an end and with Easter approaching, I will seek to imbibe some of the hopeful, liberating ethos of this time. I even have a little chocolate set aside, gifted by a grandchild.