Dog and cat


Here the ground is drying nicely (so much so that a few pleasant showers during the night would be welcome) but we can now see which ground has taken the worst hammer from the wet of winter. Looking round there’s a lot of field work going on. People spreading hull muck as if their lives depended on it, getting ready for some late ploughing.

Otherwise the world seems to have split. There are those working frantically to keep the show on the road and those who’re trapped and going slowly out of their minds. There can only be so many mindless Facebook games you can play before you start losing the will to live. I must admit I tend to smile and just say ‘Hi’ to people I see walking round our lanes. Anybody who has to cope with what they’re coping with has my entire sympathy.

It has occurred to me that one thing Boris has achieved by not using the law to lock people down and impose social isolation is that he has got people to buy into it. Those who don’t do what is expected are idiots to be pilloried on social media, not revolutionary heroes defying an over mighty state.

Yesterday was something of an event, in that our fortnight’s isolation came to an end and I got to go out and visit Tesco! My lady wife is slowly recovering from the virus, and if anybody does get it, be warned, the recovery is slow. If you get it, do not try to soldier on, and don’t whatever you do try to get back to work the moment you are feeling better. If you do that, experience indicates you’ll just get bad again.
I confess that I’m not an enthusiast for supermarket shopping but it has to be admitted that I was quite impressed. Outside the supermarket we all stood in a queue a fair distance apart. Then when we went in, it was one out, one in. In our local Tesco they’d not made it one way but customer numbers were kept so low nobody felt it a problem to pass people in an aisle. Also people were genuinely friendly and it was all pretty good humoured.

As we stood outside I was between a couple who might have been older than me and a gentleman who most definitely was. Also given there were no queues at the tills it took no longer than normal.

The lady in front of me turned round to me and commented, “I don’t think much of their pensioner’s hour for the elderly and infirm.”

Trying to be helpful I commented that it had been between 9am and 10am. To this she replied, “Yes but they wouldn’t let me in.”

The elderly gentleman behind me, with the courage of advancing years said, “Well you have to be a pensioner you know.”

To which she replied, “I am, I’m sixty-six.”

Now to be fair to the lady (and to the Tesco staff who refused her) she didn’t look it.

The old gentleman commented that if she wanted to pass as elderly in future she’d have to make an effort and try to look old.

She thought about this and suggested that she wear her Nora Batty stockings next time she went shopping.
But some people have had more surreal experiences than me. Talking to one chap, he had to take some sheep through to Kirkby Stephen. This involved him travelling on an entirely empty M6 motorway. Literally nobody else in sight.

Looking at comments made by various people, the sheep trade is very up and down (which is an improvement on just down.) It seems that the old problem of people in the abattoir sector struggling to cope with retailers who haven’t a clue what they want but want it yesterday but under no circumstances tomorrow.

Mind you, on the positive side I was talking to one butcher and he, although his shop had to shut to the public, is keeping going on deliveries and orders telephoned in. He’s seeing a lot of new faces among his customers. It hasn’t necessarily filled the gap left by the various pie shops and cake shops who used to buy off him, but he is hoping he’ll keep some of these customers when things blow over.


Finally on the home front, Billy the cat and Sal, The Border Collie in residence, continue to try and work on their relationship. Both seem to have come to the conclusion that the other isn’t essentially a problem and both are entirely happy in their roles. After all, Billy shows no inclination to chase cattle, whilst Sal did kill a token rat to prove it could be done, but seems happy to leave that side of things to Billy.

When it comes to causing trouble, Billy seems to have worked out that Sal is probably bigger and faster, so he sees no margin in upsetting her. Similarly Sal is not the sort of dog to provoke trouble. So as the world around them goes to Hell on a handcart with bored people reading too much Apocalyptic and post-apocalyptic fiction and searching for somebody to blame, these two entirely reasonable individuals seem to be happy enough to just sort of rub along.


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13 thoughts on “Dog and cat

  1. Doug Jacquier April 9, 2020 at 11:53 am Reply

    Apart from your good self, Jim, and your lady wife, I think Sal is the only sane being left on the planet 😉

    • jwebster2 April 9, 2020 at 12:09 pm Reply

      There could well be much in what you say, but I cannot possible comment 🙂

  2. Alicia Butcher Ehrhardt April 9, 2020 at 4:53 pm Reply

    Thus ‘getting along like cats and dogs’ is a good thing, and a useful relationship for the farm.

  3. petespringerauthor April 9, 2020 at 9:08 pm Reply

    You have managed to avoid the virus, though your wife got it? What is your daily life like in your home, given that situation?

    How ironic that in the case of the shopper, she needs to look older. In the United States, there are tons of ads on how to make yourself appear younger. Perhaps there’s an untapped marketing angle out there. “We”ll turn you into the geriatric senior of your dreams.”

    I am like you in that I just miss conversations with people. I leave the house once per day for a long walk as I fall into the camp of people that are slowly losing their minds. As I pass folks here and there, giving them plenty of space, I am amused by some who do everything in their power to avoid eye contact and almost sprint in the opposite direction. It doesn’t do much for a guy’s self-esteem.😎

    • jwebster2 April 10, 2020 at 5:39 am Reply

      My wife, who almost certainly got it, because she was one of a group of us who met up for a meal and meeting to organise how we were going to deal with the virus, before social distancing etc was even talked about. Five of the group went down with pretty much the same thing, and one was hospitalised, tested and came back positive.
      So she had a fever, cough, sore throat that slowly went. She got up every day for a bath and to have meals but after four days she got dressed as well. But even now, perhaps after a fortnight, she still goes and spends a couple of hours in bed during the middle of the day because it knocks it out of you.

      I had a stinking cold and we initially thought I’d given the cold to my wife when she started going down with something. So far, after a fortnight, I’ve not had any symptoms and we cannot self isolate here. So whether I had the virus in among the cold symptoms, or whether, as I suspect, I caught it when I went down to London in beginning of February and had it before it was fashionable, I don’t know.
      Certainly the debilitating effects of whatever I got back in February lingered on for an awful long time.
      But a lot of my job is walking about in the outside, and actually that’s always how I’ve tackled colds etc. I just get outside and never stay inside for a minute longer than I can help it

      But one thing I’ve noticed with people round here, whilst they might not stop to chat, everybody I meet in the lanes nods and says hello

  4. OIKOS™-Publishing April 9, 2020 at 10:49 pm Reply

    I didn’t know your wife had the virus, Jim. Best regards, and good improvement.
    Be careful not to get it, during a second wave they predict, at least here. Michael

    • jwebster2 April 10, 2020 at 5:31 am Reply

      Thanks Michael, our experience locally is that if you don’t take things sensible and get a lot of rest, even when you think ‘you’re over the worst’ is that it does come back and hit you hard

      • OIKOS™-Publishing April 10, 2020 at 2:31 pm

        Yes, that is what we think here, too. Best wishes, Michael.

  5. Widdershins April 10, 2020 at 3:29 am Reply

    Cats and dogs, ‘sorting it out’ … we really are in a whole new reality. 🙂

    • jwebster2 April 10, 2020 at 5:29 am Reply

      They both have the advantage that they haven’t come into the situation with preconceptions so they’re working it out for themselves 🙂

  6. M T McGuire April 11, 2020 at 4:06 pm Reply

    Glad you’re up and about again and that, for some folks, there has been an up. 🙂 Commiserations to the lady wife too. I hope she soon feels better.



    • jwebster2 April 11, 2020 at 5:03 pm Reply

      You’ve got to take recovery really slowly with this one

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