The Corona Virus and We
The first time I really started to take notice of the virus was after a discussion at the Art Show, when Jacque was talking about how contagious a virus really is.
Within 2 weeks we were in total lockdown with the world we knew turned upside down. The first week was a bit of a blur as we adjusted to a new way of life.
The motor bike that I crashed at Falls Creek at new year came to the rescue it had finally arrived back in Numurkah after a complete stuff up by the Insurance company, seeing the bike left out in the weather for 6 weeks and parts lost. After getting some advice from our local Panel Beater I went about repairing the fairings, veeing out the cracks and reinforcing all the damaged areas then preparing for paint work. Whilst I waited for parts from Germany one of the Renault 12,s that grace our back yard beckoned so I decided it was a mini project I could begin as anything was better than having nothing to do. It took about a week to have it drivable around the yard with a lot of work still to be done to complete the restoration.
By this time we were about 6 weeks into lockdown as days blended into weekends and all that seemed to matter was staying busy and not getting bored. We were missing our grand children and I was also missing the Bowls Club and our morning cuppa. Some of my older friends really struggled with the lockdown as their only social contact was via the bowls club and its members. Many of our members who usually travel up north were stuck at home facing a cold winter. A friend and I continued a fence building project until its completion of coarse with distancing and sanitizing.
Eventually the parts turned up for the bike and it was reassembled and ready to go for a test ride but the rules said no and it had to wait another 3 weeks before a test ride was allowed.
Another job that I had been stepping around for ten years or so was white ant damage in my workshop shed, they had eaten their way through the west and half of the north wall, there was nothing left and I don’t know what was holding the roof up. This involved building up 2 stud walls and refitting the interior paneling and took about a full couple of weeks to complete.
Eventually things started to ease and we were allowed to have contact with the grandchildren some of them greeted us like long lost friends but one little fella just cried-he had forgotten who we were!
I hope we don’t have a second wave, Lou might ask for an update!
