{"id":3015,"date":"2021-09-05T21:21:31","date_gmt":"2021-09-05T21:21:31","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/mch-net.info\/wordpress\/?p=3015"},"modified":"2021-09-05T21:53:25","modified_gmt":"2021-09-05T21:53:25","slug":"sunday-5th-september-2021-day-538","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mch-net.info\/wordpress\/2021\/09\/05\/sunday-5th-september-2021-day-538\/","title":{"rendered":"Sunday, 5th September, 2021 [Day 538]"},"content":{"rendered":"

Today being a \u00a0Sunday, I got up earlier than normal and set off for my Sunday morning walk to the\u00a0<\/span>newsagents, wearing my trusty old\u00a0iPhone which I use on these occasions as an MP3 player. The first track I played was actually the ‘Hallelujah<\/em>‘ chorus from Handel’s Messiah<\/em>. Whenever, I hear this chorus, it always sets me in mind of the Huddersfield Chorus\u00a0Society whose rendition of the Messiah is well known. \u00a0This\u00a0reminded me of our neighbour whose funeral we attended the other day as she came from Huddersfield – as I was born and bred in Yorkshire and there was only a sixteen month gap between our birthdates we felt very mcuh part of the same generation. Indeed, we seem to have\u00a0many values and attitudes towards life from having been reared in similar ‘soil’ \u00a0so to speak. Our neighbour and I used to chat about all kinds of things when we went down to our Pilates class\u00a0each week, and so I had one of those strange feelings that you sometimes have when\u00a0someone ‘s death has been recent that you cannot believe that they have actually ‘gone’ and may not suddenly reappear. In the case of ‘the Messiah<\/em>‘ it used to be\u00a0the case that if you were reasonably musically competent and could read a score you could go down to the Town Hall Qquare in front of Leeds Town Hall and you could actually sing in the chorus of the society (tenor, bass etc.) I think that this tradition is actually carried on in other northern and midland towns and cities but I haven’t heard of any performances recently. After this track, there\u00a0was a track from Mozart’s\u00a0opera ‘Don Giovanni’<\/em> entitled ‘Il\u00a0mio Tesoro<\/em>‘ which our son played on his\u00a0clarinet for one of his music exams when he was aged about 10 – certainly at primary school. He carried on playing the\u00a0clarinet and actually won the school music prize for playing the second movement (slow) of the Mozart clarinet concerto when he was about 13. Shortly afterwards, a\u00a0combination of locomotives , photography and young women became his abiding life interest and the\u00a0clarinet was abandoned. In fact, to this day, I am not even sure\u00a0what happened to it. Anyway, we were extraordinarily proud of our son having won the music\u00a0competition when he did but then he musical tastes changed to Marillion and the like (late 1970’s and early 1980’s)<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

We had a lunch of pork which had been cooking in the slow cooker all morning whilst we had been out in the park. Then it was a typical lazy Sunday afternoon whilst we slowly digested the newspapers. Then we treated ourselves to watching the progress of the English cricket team in ‘Today at the Test<\/em>‘ where the Indian batsmen built up quite an impressive lead, leaving England a total of\u00a0over 350 to reach in\u00a0their final innings which has hardly ever been\u00a0done before. However, the English batsmen managed to make a \u00a0score of about 70 without loss, setting the scene for an\u00a0incredibly exciting run chase tomorrow. We will resist the temptation to listen to it on the radio but will wait until we know the best (or the worst) when we tune in tomorrow. <\/span><\/p>\n

In the early evening, I gave my sister a FaceTime<\/em> call to see if there was any more news about her husband (my brother-in-law) who is currently in hospital. We know that they are going to try a shot of\u00a0radiotherapy to alleviate some of his\u00a0symptoms but this might take several days \u00a0to organise. \u00a0 The only bright spot about all of this is that he is hospital in Harrogate, Yorkshire which was a very good reputation. We were FaceTiming<\/em> for quite a long time with my sister because she is alone in the house and I felt that she needs as much moral support as we can give her –\u00a0particularly as the immediate future is somewhat\u00a0<\/span>uncertain. When I get\u00a0some time,\u00a0I thought I would write my brother-in-law a long letter to give him some\u00a0diversion. My sister informed me that they have taken away all of the TV’s normally over each\u00a0patient’s bed as an infection risk. One of his sons has managed to get\u00a0his a little radio upon which he may be able to follow the Test Match (as an ardent cricket fan) but he of the generation\u00a0that finds even using a mobile phone phone problematic, let alone an iPad so he can FaceTime<\/em>. I imagine the next few days in hospital are going to be rather a miserable time for him (particularly as he quite deaf so communication with\u00a0hospital staff may be problematic).<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

The newspapers are full of the dilemma facing the government as they intend to make a long-delayed announcement about the funding of long term social care – a ball which had been ‘kicked into the long grass’ for about a decade now but decisions do have to be made. I gather the preferred option seems to be a rise in\u00a0National Insurance contributions but \u00a0large part of the Tory Party are up in arms about\u00a0<\/span>that (as the burden falls\u00a0upon those who are younger and in work but most of the recipients are the older generation who have been quite well provided for over the years) This\u00a0autumn is going to see quite a lot of\u00a0fireworks politically – watch this space!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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