Me & the Corona virus in Salisbury

I looked at my dad's journal today. He started it in 1968 when he married mum, he describes a lost world of places that no longer exists. In it he's written an inventory of things he bought from Teignmouth and Rugby. I will make a separate blog of it so it's not lost, I will describe what each item is and what it did. I was sad when he described the loss of Jinky our dog, I know Jinky meant a lot to him; they are both together in Heaven now.  I noticed  how excited dad got when he and mum got their first colour tv. You have to remember that a lot of homes in those days had black and white tv's, colour only existed in hotels and guest houses. I know dad got upset when his bike was stolen, mine was pinched too from the shed at Sanctuary. Have a solar motion light over the door now. I got my work cut out now trying to save all this, and I will.

Being a carer means I don't have a lot of time to sit down and write things that's been happening.  My boy came to stay with aunt Joan, I was a bit anxious about it but I did want to see him again.  All this time I've been told I'm not allowed to have anything to do with him, then suddenly it all changes.  I'm so proud of him and things he's done, but they don't tell me everything. He had to spend the first night at my house as his job coach spoke to him on the computer the following morning, it was sweltering in my flat I couldn't get his laptop connected to my PC so he used my PC.  Set up the camp bed for him, it sits in my airing cupboard taking up all the room. I'm cross with David at the moment because he chucked Karl out on Wednesday, Liz would never allowed this to happen.  Apparently Karl had a dream that he stabbed David and David took it too heart, I have since looked up the dreaming which means to cut ties with someone.  Instead of contact...

I feel a huge responsibility on my shoulders  Me and mum leave on Saturday for Newquay, and I'm looking g after mum. I have arranged everything,  so I hope it runs smoothly Had a talk about The Young gallary at the history talk in library upstairs. I wanted to go to Chaplins in Boscomb on Friday, but mum got upset. I'm a bit fed up, I'm her carer now dad's gone, but it's becoming too much. At my age (51) I feel i should go places without having to report to anyone! I spend weekends up there but she wants me to go up every bloody night. I love mum but I'm starting to get burnout, it's left soly up to me to deal with everything. Mums getting worried about the gardener, but I'll sort it out. I done some weeding in the community garden. Thankfully we were in the shade, somone was on their front lawn sunbathing.  On the news it appears there's faults with Air India planes. Most people are scared to fly at the moment.

What fate is worse then death itself? Watching someone whom you love very much, dying in front of you. I Found out last week That my friend Brian who used to live at Devisees Road in Salisbury, died just before Christmas.   I found a note pushed through my door last Saturday written by Carol Telling me that sadly Brian had passed away. I was a bit confused at 1st, as I thought she meant my ex boyfriend. Then it dawned on me, that it was my friend Brian. I inherited his beloved photo album, which has photographs that he took of me and Penny. A lot of memories came back as I flitted through the pages, but then sounded sadness. I'm glad I knew him for the length of time that I did, because he did teach me a lot of things. I 1st met Brian when I went to Catherine's Spencer's housewarming party in Trinity Street. At the time he owned a green Ford Range Rover, At the time of his death he owned a blue Toyota which he had driven all the way from Plymouth on purchasing it.. I think ...

Apparently there is a deadly heatwave in Europe, in Salisbury it's apparently boiling which I'm not looking forward to coming back too.  There are some lovely gardens in Cornwall, a lovely place to sit you get that villagy feel with the sea views thrown in. I hate being in Salisbury, it's not so easy to get out for the day not without Annmaria getting stroppy because I've gone elsewhere on my own without her.  I used to have a life before she came along. Went to Falmouth for the last time this year, went to their lounge for lunch and  sat near a window overlooking the street, I'm going to miss the call of seagulls; occasionally I may here it in Salisbury but it won't be the same.  

Boiling hot again today, I've got a usb fan from Amazon. Haven't told mum as she'd complain about it. Im really missing Teignmouth at the mo, it's dreary in Salisbury. I went to Weymouth yesterday,  it was buzzing better then Bournemouth. Wish I could of stayed longer but I had to get back. There was an Indian event going on today in the market square. Loved to stay longer as the music was really good, but mum said it was hurting her ears so I got rushed off to the bus. People think I'm going to live in Salisbury forever. I don't think so! I know where I want to live out my twilight years, it's not Salisbury or Wiltshire. I've always liked the Devon coast,  and the way things are between me and AnnMaria I'm tempted to go now if it weren't for mum. I miss the sound of the gulls, the smell of wet sand and seaweed. 

Sadly we had to come back, out of the six taxies I rang only one could pick us up as all the others were doing school runs. Me and mum sat round the back beach. It was windy,   and I could see the sunlight shining on a distant cornfield.  Mum said she could see an orange light of a breakdown lorry on the bridge. Later we saw an ambulance going towards Torquay, also see the traffic lights. Lot of people take their dogs along the back beach, it's seen a lot of history. We did go on the pier but it's not like it used to be. It used to be thriving in the summer, Paignton per is a lot better. All you win now is sweets and other tat, can't go outside now it's like a building site. Wouldn't believe there was once a ballroom at the end. I found a letter Mrs Bullock had written to dad about our stay at Redsands. Seems sad in a way now that they are both gone, Redsand is now a private house; Southerly apartments still exists. Annmaria is annoyed with me yet again, no wonder i...

It's July already, why does the time fly past when I'm in Cornwall.  There's a documentary called 'Aliens, why are they here?'  One of the questions is ' do they holiday in Cornwall?'  No they go to Margate in kent, how boring is that. Me and mum had a lovely Cornish afternoon tea at the cafe at the top of the harbour, consisted of Salmon and cucumber sarnies and one scone with jam and cream.  Apparently Chris Pierce of Digs in't happy I've gone away, tough!  She wanted to pick up some photos Saturday for a tombola Digs are having, I'm fed up up of being told what to do and ordered about, like AnneMaria.  I used to have a life before I met up with her, she gets the hump if i go to places on my own without her,  Tries to muscle in on other people's affairs.  Why doesn't she mind her own fucking business and get on with her own family, her youngest daughter is getting annoyed with her. Me and mum sat in the harbour afterwards, its strange d...