Stay of Home Chapter 3 - Day 10

 Saturday April 17

I watched Prince Philip's funeral this morning. Very impressive.  What struck me was how symbolic and personal it was.  He planned it himself so you know every little thing, every piece of music, every group of soldiers had some meaning to him.  Not many of us get the chance to do that. One of the saddest images, besides the poor Queen sitting all by herself, was his riding gear, his gloves and his cap sitting on the seat of the carriage.  I wonder what was in the little jar.

the daily mail

I managed to leave the house today but only for a short walk.  I see now Dougie has back pedalled on closing the playgrounds.  I should certainly hope so.  And the police can no longer just randomly stop people to ask them where they're going.  Most of the police forces had already come out and said they weren't going to do that anyway.  What a gong show.

It was games night chez Trout.   Ticket to Ride was the game of choice this evening.  I managed to win.  I never win so I was a little bit pleased.  I'm not that competitive to really care about winning; I get enjoyment out of the playing of the game but it is nice once and awhile.

Until tomorrow.  Stay sane.