poliphilo

Glimpses

Once a week we get little glimpses of the world outside.

In Brenchley only one person at a time was entering the Post Office. The rest of us queued- at intervals- along the pavement, patiently waiting our turn.  No-one was supervising this. And I didn't see any notices mandating it. We've accepted the new norm and fallen into its patterns and to do otherwise would be an outrage against decency.  

Brenchley was decked out in bunting. Lots of Union Jacks. Lots of slogans in support of the NHS. At the end of one driveway the images on display included a picture of Churchill flashing his V sign.

No-one in the villages we passed through was wearing a face mask.     

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