Showing posts with label Boggart Hole Clough. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Boggart Hole Clough. Show all posts

Sunday, 24 May 2020

Lockdown day #69

The news breaking today is that Dominic Cummings, the Senior Advisor to the Prime Minister, broke the lockdown rules.  Apparently while having symptoms of Covid-19, and his wife having symptoms too, he drove 264 miles to Durham to "self-isolate" with his parents, who are in the high risk category being over 70.  This is contrary to the specific rule from government - do not visit family who are not part of your household.  Not only was his journey unnecessary, but he exposed his parents to risk - what kind of man would deliberately put his own parents at risk of catching Covid-19?  Unbelievable!

The Prime Minister has defended him, and I suspect that is a serious miscalculation of the part of the PM, given to widespread anger at this incident.



After getting up this morning I watched two films of YouTube - one entitled "Buses of the North East during the late 70s and early 80s" (watch a catchy title) and the other entitled "Aloud" being the story of a young boy in an orphanage who joins the choir, but can't sing - his reason for joining the choir is that choir members get adopted.  It was quite a sad film.
Buses of the North East during the late 70s and early 80s

Aloud
 I met up with Alan and we walked round Boggart Hole Clough; the walk was 3.7 miles and it was good fun, even though it was fairly cool.


I watched another short film on YouTube called "The Living Word"

I then did a lockdown quiz in the Midland Red Group on Facebook having people guess the various MAP designs for local bus networks introduced in the 1980s.  It was good fun.










Saturday, 2 May 2020

Lockdown day #47

I didn't do a lot today - well I say that - I had a long walk (11700 steps) in the sun in Boggart Hole Clough which was nice - although it was at times quite busy.

The Museum of Transport is, of course, closed - but on Saturdays they have a Saturday Show-off - one of the buses in their collection.  Today's bus was Rochdale 280 on route 17.

I watched the online Dedication of the Monastery Church when my friend Helen is now a nun in Dublin, which was very moving.


Spent the evening doing not very much, which is fine.  I also did some reading, which whiled away the time too.