Out for a walk
It looked like an
early spring day, the temperature not too high but comfortable enough for an
outing, I dressed up and stepped out to enjoy the weather. The route I had
planned on taking which would have been through St. Peter’s Square was sealed off by
the police, fire engines everywhere, and a cherry picker over 5-storeys high had crew looking over the roof of a hotel.
The curious crowded
around to see what was going on from all the sealed off with tape areas, I did
not think it safe to wait around as I retraced my steps to my standard walking
exercise route. Soon I was at Trinity Way, over the bridge towards the Meadow
and then into Peel Park.
We are close to
enough
For the first time in
quite a while, people were out for leisurely walks on bridges, towards parks
and in parks. It was unusually lively; we had been on lockdown for so long we
were not going to let the good weather escape the wealth of our pleasure, come
what may.
Obviously, there were
too few people with masks outdoors apart from apparent foreigners and those
going into supermarkets. We are finding ways to manage the lack of social
interaction imposed by this pandemic and I know that eventually, we would get on
with our lives despite and in spite of our government. We have tolerated so much;
they risk taking us for granted with dire consequences.
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