To come away with me in the night

As we stood on the beach and watched the sticky amber sunset in all it's glory, it was possible to think that all was good with the world. 

That our Daughter had not just driven 378 miles to be back at her desk in a school, to have a day in school and then be told that the school would be closing until February. 

That the Rule of Six was gone, and excursions from the house would only be for "emergency reasons", or "food shopping" or "because you cannot work from home". 

Why is it, that we, the general public were able to see this at the start of  December; that we knew that if we mixed during the "christmas relax" then it would make things worse.  AND THAT was before the new variant had been discovered.   

We knew these things.... We understood.. but still Boris wanted everyone to have Christmas, and for all the kids to go back to school.

But still... for 45 minutes today, I watched these little boats, floating above the amber sea, in the orange skies and imagined it was me.. and that the amber sea was warm, and not minus 1, and that the sun was warming my face and arms. 

And then, as if by magic. 

It disappeared. 


ps I checked the miles, not 600, 378 which is NEARLY 600.  Feels like 1,000.