Keith drove me to work this morning as he was off to Tesco again to get some food for Sunday, which is Mother's Day. Originally we were going to go around to Mum and Dad's and take a meal with us, but I think it's better at the moment to take Mum to Beckworth for a cup of tea and a slice of cake.
Work was manic again and we had many, many more membership freezes. We have now been told to fill out a form rather than email our two ladies in the membership team as they have been overwhelmed, and other staff are being drafted in to help with the requests. We estimate that we took about 60-70 requests each and this will no doubt be repeated this afternoon.
At 2pm Keith picked me up and we drove over to Mum's to pick her up so she could go and get some shopping until her delivery arrives on Monday. Keith and I were going to go and have a coffee at Costa but there were no longer doing an eat-in service, just takeaway, so we wandered around the supermarket marvelling at the empty shelves. There was food available, but no loo rolls, tissues or kitchen roll, no bread at all, very little meat and veg, but loads of Easter eggs!
Mum and Dad have decided not to go to The Hawthorns after all, which was hugely disappointing. When we returned to Mum's the district nurse arrived and we managed to have a quick chat about some extra carers to come in and give her a hand. She said that if they were in a position to pay, they could get something arranged quickly.
Keith and I returned home where we watched the daily news bulletin and received some extremely shocking news - as from tonight all pubs, restaurants, cafes, gyms and leisure centres were to close. The news we had been expecting, but dreading at the same time. I do think it's a good idea, though and maybe this should have been done earlier to try and make people stop gathering together and stop the virus spreading. The good news is that there is money in place to help people who will no longer have a job to go to (temporarily) and there was a raft measures in place to help struggling businesses.
I texted Sara who wasn't aware of the news and she said she would call me back later in the evening. Sophie came home from work and Keith walked down to the pub, but half way the weather deteriorated and he called us to give him a lift the rest of the way. It was blowing a gale with rain mixed in and neither Sophie nor I had noticed!
We managed to relax with a glass of The Ned Pinot Gris and prepared dinner of baked potatoes. After dinner, Sara called and said that nobody would be working over the weekend and that the phone lines would re-open on Monday at 8am when we would be expected to go in as normal. Heaven help us!
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