Having a Crack

It’s Sunday afternoon. Creak. I’m sat in the rocking chair with the youngest all snuggled up, snoring heavily into a blanket. Her brother and sister are playing upstairs; the tune of their laughter harmonising with the much fainter sound of worship music seeping from Husband’s office. All in all it seems to me the perfect…

Diary of a Lockdown: Week 9

Saturday Yes, we’re in Mexico today, and it’s already a much better weekend than the last! We have a slow morning, followed by the usual scramble about for passports and the likes, before buckling up and eating crisps on the “plane”. Since our last travelling adventure we have sadly lost another two pieces of charity…

Diary of a Lockdown: Week 8

  Saturday So last week we decided not to “travel” this Saturday and give ourselves a ‘break’, Truthfully? I hated it. No structure, no plans, lots of moping, lots of time to think, lots of time to consider doing household jobs and then not do them, or do them and see them undone in ten…

Diary of a Lockdown: Week 7

Saturday The kids have been talking about our fake trip to Paris since Tuesday. Which was cute, until they burst into our room at 6am and screamed, “IT’S PARIS DAY!” at the top of their lungs. Still… we did it! We made macaroons (without a piping bag- wouldn’t pass in Paris!); took the Eurostar, did…

Diary of a Lockdown: Week 6

Saturday So last week wasn’t the best week, on a whole, but we’re out of “the red zone” now and the clouds are starting to clear! There’s much about my attitude and approach to life that needs to change, so I ask Husband to pray for me and with me. Which he does. ‘Cos he’s…

Diary of a Lockdown: Week 5

Saturday Husband’s new day off. After a long, busy week I use my allotted time in the morning to hide in the office and write. (Probably why last week’s update was so long-winded!) Afternoon: watch Phantom of the Opera with the eldest, while the youngest sleeps on me. After firefighting with the Boy throughout, I…

Diary of a Lockdown: Week 4

Easter Weekend! This weekend marked the point in which social distancing (or voluntary isolation) began to feel very, very real. And it is funny, because ordinarily, the week running up to this can be a Clergy Spouse nightmare! I remember my past two blogs about Holy Week- namely, Wholly Weak and the Beaster Holidays, (clues…

Diary of a Lockdown: Week 3

Saturday This week begins to feel markedly different from the others. A friend prayed for me a couple of nights ago and I definitely begin to feel cracks in the wall. I reach out to people, send a few texts, make a few calls- actually seek out conversations with the outside world! And… the anxiety…

Diary of a Lockdown: Week 2

Saturday, March 30th… Enjoy a long-scheduled brunch with friends over Zoom, during which we feed the kids approximately 2 dozen Hot Cross Buns to sit still and chat. Still, it’s good to talk! Saturday nights are pizza and movie nights in our house and, by some miracle, we have managed to find tomato-based sauce for…

Diary of a Lockdown (Week 1)

    That Thursday, 2 weeks ago… Realise that the schools are closing tomorrow. Do the Middle-Class-Parent version of panic buying and spend an obscene amount of money playing craft-supply-sweep at The Range. Also have the pandemic version of a parental panic, as neither preschool child will stay contained in the trolley; both climb out,…

A Quarantime Story

Once upon a time there was a little girl who had a big, giant, ginormous egg on her head. She trumped! And the egg rolled off- Egg! – and rolled down the hill and all the way into town, where it landed at the feet of… The Vicar! The Vicar looked down, picked up the…

The Stuff That Stuck

Over the last few posts, I have been attempting to convey how and when the invisible cloud began to lift; how I went from one pretty dark year or so, to the light I increasingly sense now, with little more than a retreat in between. There are some big, obvious factors in this; namely, our…