Remember When

Remember when a saunter down the Strand meant dodging the crowds

and hurrying across to the station meant sidestepping day-trippers.

Remember when tourists clambered onto repurposed Routemasters

and taxis queued across Westminster Bridge.

Remember when cruise ships docked at Liverpool appearing to dwarf the Liver Building

and flying out of Heathrow was being one in 78 million (per year).

But, most of all, remember when spending sunny days with visiting family was just . . . . quietly pleasurable and unremarkable.

Author: agnesashe

Artisan, blogger and passionate East Anglian working from home.

12 thoughts on “Remember When”

  1. A slight easing in restrictions enabled my sister and niece to visit. And they only had the time to come on account of being stood-down from their jobs. What a conundrum! We had a fantastic time, by the way.

    1. That is good news – visitors, how lovely. Agree with the weird complexity of the rules when they can’t go to work, but can visit. I suppose it’s all down to the available space for social distancing.

      1. One is a hospitality worker, and pubs and clubs were ordered to close. They are just reopening now with 10 patrons per venue. Not enough for a large club. My niece is a second year nurse in a private hospital. Elective surgery was banned, so she was stood down. Now reopening for certain essential surgery, so she’s just getting some shifts back. We had a narrow window once home visits of two people were allowed πŸ˜€ And we made the mostof it. πŸ˜€πŸ˜€

      2. It’s so interesting to have detail on the headlines coming across from your part of the world. Along with New Zealand you are leading the Western World. Mind you I can’t see international flights being fully booked until there is a vaccine – fingers crossed they manage to engineer a vaccine.

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