People are out there. Its official.

Its official, there are people out and about and I have even managed to talk to a couple of them.  As part of the start of  my rehabilitation into society in general I met up with possible new musical collaborator. For the moment I shall say nothing, but there may be possibilities.   Due in part to the strange rituals of covid safe Bedford a meeting was arranged in the park.  All good but a mighty tempest threatened to disrupt the proceedings more that a little. However one circuit of the park and a coffee later plans were afoot.  But I shall say know more for now. 

Last  weekend I went to a craft fayre at Jordans Mill near Biggleswade and  things looked almost normal in some respects. Plenty of people milling about but spaced out in the open air of course.

In the last few days I have been trying to get back to a slightly more normal routine. As in actually getting dressed and leaving the apartment before midday to door something however trivial or otherwise.