However, the day was saved when we tried an ice cream shop, which provided crepes, coffees and churros - which were deemed a satisfactory substitute.
Daughter 1 and Big Grandson also had a nice cuddle. It was dark by then: sunset was at 3.40pm. Tomorrow is the shortest day and then - upward towards spring.
Which is just as well in the circumstances. The virus has mutated or perhaps just changed a bit into something which seems to be much more readily transmitted, so the numbers have spiked dramatically and we're back into virtual lockdown apart from Christmas Day, when there's a slight amnesty. I'm not sure that the virus has agreed to this temporary cessation of hostilities.
As you can see, The Sunday Times is taking the situation calmly.
Poor Daughter 2 has had a particularly rotten year, both health-wise and lockdown-wise (trying to work with a toddler to entertain because the nursery was closed for months). She must have been in the vicinity of someone who tested positive a couple of weeks ago, because the Track and Trace app sent her a text to say that she had to self-isolate for ten days. Then, on the day of her release, the nursery let her know that Littlest Granddaughter's nursery teacher had tested positive, so LG has to isolate for ten days also (so her parents don't feel they can go anywhere either). Now there's lockdown anyway, which makes it even worse. But if the virus is now going round the nursery... it doesn't bode well for Daughter 2 and her husband being able to work at home (and that's if none of them comes down with it). LG is very sweet but not exactly able to amuse herself for hours on end. Or, she likes an audience. Not to say staff.
Look at her, though. So thrilled by the arrival of a new book. How we miss her.
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