People are outside
Out on my walk this
evening, as I approached a bus stop, a lady with her mask on was frantically
waving down the double-decker bus to stop, I am sure the driver saw her, but he
did not stop, the driver had forgotten to change a sign on the destination
indicator on the front of the bus, ‘Bus Full’, or something to that effect, it
should have said.
Down at the park as
dusk turned to dark that without lights or a reflection, you will not notice
anything a few metres ahead of you, the sounds of revelling from all directions
met my ears. People in groups of sometimes more than six, sitting on the grass
chatting or chuntering away, oblivious of others and the pandemic that kept us
sequestered for months.
Signs of change
The rubbish bins stacked
and overflowing, empty bottles of all kinds of drinks standing on and around
the bin. Bags of rubbish that did not fit in the bins strew around for others
to clean up after the many who cannot keep their litter until they get home. I
guess that is what our council tax goes towards.
The theatre down the
road that has been closed since early March last year has become a beehive of
activity, not that there are patrons or theatregoers about. The signs for The
Phantom of the Opera that was to be playing this time last year have remained
up, you wonder if things would take off from where they left off. Two long caboose
trailers without their cabs are parked outside, I think they are preparing for
an opening.
Some hotels that have
been closed for months now have their lights on, someone or people should be
there, for in these observations, you can feel that things are coming back to
life, we might not return to normal, but we are setting ourselves up for a new
normal and hopefully a better normal.
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