FOWC with Fandango: Contemplate

Tree 14.03 (1)

There is a lot to think about lately. Our main parts have been detached, and so we must reorganise our thought process. That is not easy when you are a golden oldie and have worked all your life until the day when you are retired and the others do the work.

We are left with accomplished facts and so we have to get on with it. Daily life now has to be planned. It is now a fight for survival, especially if you live in a large town where everyone wants the same.  We are living in a science fiction movie and all those horrifying scenes we have seen of people fighting for food have become reality, although the authors were not always right. They should have shown fights for the last toilet roll, it would have been more realistic.

I almost feel guilty living out in the country in a small Swiss village where the cows and sheep say goodnight to each other. Even our stores have enough to sell, and there is no push or shove to buy your food. At first I was worried, especially as I am not so mobile, but up to now it is working OK. The roads are no longer so crowded, no-one has to go anywhere – except for the store and only 1 person per 10 square meters is allowed in the store. Up to now I have had no problem. There is plenty of room to move and keep your distance. I even get a free spray of disinfectant on my hands when entering. Stephen King, although I love your books and stories, you seem to have missed a few things out. It does not have to be a psychological drama, it can just be a case of supply and demand.

That tree would probably like to have its trunk again although it is probably already contemplating sending out a few new shoots. I only hope that when this Reality Science Fiction Show is over we have learnt something from it. We have cleaner air, the environment is slowly recovering from what we have done to it, and perhaps we could keep it that way, although people have short memories, and it will probably just be another chapter in the history books.

FOWC with Fandango: Contemplate

16 thoughts on “FOWC with Fandango: Contemplate

  1. . “. . . .a small Swiss village where the cows and sheep say goodnight to each other.” Wonderful, as is the rest of your essay. Just a lovely mood and smart thoughts on our present global situation. I think this is the best thing you’ve every written. Do you mind if I reblog it? I don’t see a reblog button..


    • I am honoured and thankyou for the reblog. At the moment I am watching the Swiss news and in the Itaian part of switzerland they are making a complete shut down, although the central government have not yet given their Ok. It is the state authoriies that have decided. It would mean no-one would be working in that are and all factories are closed.


      • I’ve given anyone who works for me (except the gardener, who is in the fresh air and only needs to walk two blocks to get to my house) a month’s salary and told them to stay home.. including my masseur, who comes once a week. I hope his other clients do the same. Those on salary are in a tight spot and hopefully everyone realizes this. I liked your piece because other than being very well-written, it had a gentle hopeful quality about it. Those little pockets that we hope will survive…

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        • My No. 1 son is still working. He only works half days and is now off until next Tuesday. I still go shopping now and again, but there are few people in the store. All I can do is hope. My No. 2 son lives on the other side of Switerland with his family, and we only contact by messenger. We will probably not see each other for a long while.


          • I’m glad you have your husband..I am starting to feel very isolated in spite of the internet. Makes me feel ancient and as though I’m the last of my family and friends left…I’m playing Scrabble long distance with a friend in CA.. and going through lots of old writings and rewriting some. Doing lots of cooking and freezing…If it weren’t for the cats and dogs, it would be worse.

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          • My husband is now 80 and is also no longer so active. He is in isolation because he can only go places if I take him in the car and needs support when walking. He relies on me to take him to the doctor and I have had to take over a lot of work I never did, like completing the tax forms and deaIing with other official stuff. I spend the morning doing the housework and cooking dinner. I am the only one that drives the car and can go shopping. My oldest son, still at home, is autistic. Although he is quite independent, I could not send him to the supermarket to do the complete shopping, just bits and pieces, but he is a great help at home. I spend my private moments at home mainly on the computer or watching the TV in the evening. Although I am not completely alone, I can very well imagine how it must be for you as I also often feel a bit out on my own.


    • It can be quite trying, we now have to find alternatives. Growing up in a working class family in the rough area of London, we often had newspaper in the toilet if there was no paper. The paper we bought then was not so soft and gentle, but very rough and scratchy. I survived.

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      • We did that too, when children. We were poor enough to not always have tp…. Now we have 4-folds sheets 🙂 Spoke with my mum about it on the phone. She had to cut newspapers in squares for the Kindergarten where her mum was – amongst others and having 7 kids – caretaker! Makes you humble!

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  2. I feel very out of place, out of joint, unsettled. There’s little I can do. That there’s so little I can do bothers me a lot. All we can do is wait. We are in the middle of nowhere, so no huge thing is going to happen here.

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    • I also feel at a limb. We are one of the lesser infected places and people are very sensible. I notice it when shopping, which i have reduced to a minimum. Supplies are no problem and the stores have enough. We are all staying at a safe distance snd everyone seems to have organised themselves, but life is strange.


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