The time has come - more or less total lockdown which comes into effect from 6.00pm tomorrow. We must have been psychic but when we heard that Bo-Jo was going to make an announcement this evening we thought that our President would do the same which he did but two hours earlier.
This morning, thinking that things were about to ramp up, we decided to go to Polis and get some last minute bits and pieces which would see us through the next few weeks. Now that I am 60 I am actually entitled to shop in any supermarket before 10.00am but we decided to leave it until after that time to allow those more elderly to do so in peace.
When we arrived at the supermarket we had to wait at the door and sanitise and put on the latex gloves which had been provided. This time the small were in a particularly attractive shade of lilac. We waited a couple of minutes before being invited in. This is what Paps in Polis looks like in a state of emergency, fully stocked, staff wearing masks and gloves, customers sanitised and wearing gloves and keeping their distance. There was NOTHING we could not get and when I asked Valentin at the Butchery department if there was, by any chance, any pigs' liver he looked at me incredulously and said "of course, how many do you want? two, three, four?" I took two - as this would give us more than enough with what we already had and some for the doggies up the road.
This was my view down the aisle where you get pasta, rice and tinned goods - I had a chance to panic buy and panicked because I didn't know what to stock up on. We got what we needed with perhaps a little more meat than normal but only so I can cook a hot meal every day. The butchery department was empty and I was having a chat with Valentin and he assured me that there were no perceived shortages as far as he was concerned and the cubed beef was on offer and so was the sirloin steak.
We returned home to watch the news for Cyprus and the news for the UK unfold. It is compelling viewing really because this is a world we simply do not recognise. On the plus side the technology today allows us to keep in touch in a much more personal fashion so video calls are the order of the day and I have been in touch with all sorts of people including my lovely godmother Janet who has been so very poorly of late.
It was really quite sad to inform Mum of the restrictions that will come into place tomorrow because they definitely mean that our Sundays will be postponed for the next three weeks at least. That will be hard but it is not a matter of choice.
Our afternoon had been spent in the garden. We have found a home for the lovely wicker chairs which Sheila and Klaus have given us as they are now sorting out their house in readiness for their move which we hope will still go ahead although possibly delayed by a day or two. We have earmarked another day sorting the front garden - the weather may dictate which day that is going to be. Tomorrow before we confine ourselves to barracks at 6.00pm onwards we hope to be able to get down to the vets for cat worming tablets which are going to be needed.
This morning, thinking that things were about to ramp up, we decided to go to Polis and get some last minute bits and pieces which would see us through the next few weeks. Now that I am 60 I am actually entitled to shop in any supermarket before 10.00am but we decided to leave it until after that time to allow those more elderly to do so in peace.
When we arrived at the supermarket we had to wait at the door and sanitise and put on the latex gloves which had been provided. This time the small were in a particularly attractive shade of lilac. We waited a couple of minutes before being invited in. This is what Paps in Polis looks like in a state of emergency, fully stocked, staff wearing masks and gloves, customers sanitised and wearing gloves and keeping their distance. There was NOTHING we could not get and when I asked Valentin at the Butchery department if there was, by any chance, any pigs' liver he looked at me incredulously and said "of course, how many do you want? two, three, four?" I took two - as this would give us more than enough with what we already had and some for the doggies up the road.
This was my view down the aisle where you get pasta, rice and tinned goods - I had a chance to panic buy and panicked because I didn't know what to stock up on. We got what we needed with perhaps a little more meat than normal but only so I can cook a hot meal every day. The butchery department was empty and I was having a chat with Valentin and he assured me that there were no perceived shortages as far as he was concerned and the cubed beef was on offer and so was the sirloin steak.
We returned home to watch the news for Cyprus and the news for the UK unfold. It is compelling viewing really because this is a world we simply do not recognise. On the plus side the technology today allows us to keep in touch in a much more personal fashion so video calls are the order of the day and I have been in touch with all sorts of people including my lovely godmother Janet who has been so very poorly of late.
It was really quite sad to inform Mum of the restrictions that will come into place tomorrow because they definitely mean that our Sundays will be postponed for the next three weeks at least. That will be hard but it is not a matter of choice.
Our afternoon had been spent in the garden. We have found a home for the lovely wicker chairs which Sheila and Klaus have given us as they are now sorting out their house in readiness for their move which we hope will still go ahead although possibly delayed by a day or two. We have earmarked another day sorting the front garden - the weather may dictate which day that is going to be. Tomorrow before we confine ourselves to barracks at 6.00pm onwards we hope to be able to get down to the vets for cat worming tablets which are going to be needed.
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