Bev Goldman

I won’t tell you how frustrated and irritated I have been during this time, and worse the longer it carries on, but I will tell you about some of the wonderful books I have read.

I feel so privileged to have been able to find and read these – they take one out of the mundane of life and isolation and open new and fascinating worlds expressed in the most beautiful of language.

I also make soup – lots and lots of soup – which feeds my soul. I now have more than 30 containers of soup in my freezer (fortunately Dennis loves soup – any kind,) but there are no more containers and no more room in the freezer, so either he’s going to have to eat much more and more often, or I’ll have to buy both a new freezer and more containers!

And this last week I have bought, and pot-planted, a number of gorgeous geraniums, and am nurturing them daily. The colours are breath-taking.

I haven’t learned any new languages or skills, I haven’t knitted or crocheted baby beanies or socks or scarves, but I have been very involved in the NGO of which I am a member, and I am so delighted to say that we have impacted positively on the lives of thousands of needy people, new mums with babies needing baby bags filled with all the essentials for newborns, the very lonely and isolated elderly, and the hundreds of children needing stimulating stationery to help them cope in this new an unfamiliar world in which they find themselves, especially those whose parents have had to work and who have been forced to stay home often alone and without care or comfort.