You’re being watched

For my exercise, I headed back to the butchers.

He has lovely eggs and superb black pudding. It’s about a mile each way and, if you go fairly early, you do meet other walkers but it isn’t as busy.

One of the “lads” who works for the butcher has had to stay at home as his wife is ill. Perhaps, as times get worse, little family businesses, however essential, will also struggle. 

Time to value the important things in our lives.
Time to make those overlooked phone calls.