It’s hot. Sitting still is hot. Walking is hot. Lying down is hot. As hot as Africa, says Celia; as hot as Turkey, says Viv; as hot as Greece, say I. All of us referencing places we have been in the height of summer where it has been, well, hot. Hotter than the dutch Antibes, says Ross who is painting my hallway on Friday. I am guessing he has been there, but I don’t know.
Wearing a face mask in the heat is hellish. Except if you are in Marks and Spencer where the fridges are wonderfully cool and three of us admitted to loitering today.
Octavia, back from France, is off to Croatia in the morning. She had bought a big box of disposable masks. I was surprised. It turns out when she flew out of London she was wearing her good cloth mask. No problem. No problem arriving at Nice with same face mask. But when she went to board the ‘plane for the return flight she was told paper masks only. The kindness off a fellow passenger saved the day for herself and other passengers in the same situation. For obvious reasons Octavia does not want to be caught out going to or coming from Croatia.
I hope someone is taking photographs of all the variations of mask wearing. Or not mask wearing. I was reading about how unsympathetic people can be to this who do not wear masks for medical or other reasons. Rape victims whose mouths are often covered during their ordeal may suffer panic attacks when forced to wear a mask. Instead of leaving them to the harsh treatment of the condemnatory members of the public, couldn’t they be issued with a badge or something to show they are exempt, no reason given? It would be more humane.
I have mislaid my most comfortable mask, given me by Octavia and twin to the one she was not allowed to wear to board the ‘plane at Nice. I am hoping it’s in the car. I shall look tomorrow.
MasterB is out. He was lounging on the wall. Below him on the path lounged Hartley and Romeo. It’s too hot for feline fisticuffs. I just hope I can get him inside later when I go to be. He’s got a bit of tie though as I want to catch up with A Suitable Boy, and I haven’t yet done the washing up.
Stay safe. Keep well. Be kind.