September 2nd 2019 was our 30th wedding anniversary. Mrs P. came up with the brillient idea of planning 30 things that we would do this year to mark the milestone and make it a year to remember. (The other 30 years have each been memorable too, but you know what I mean!). We had therefore made a lot of plans for things to do, places to go, and people to see in the twelve months to September 2020. We have managed to achieve some of them : we had a fantastic holiday in Fuerteventura in September; we revisited York for the first time since our honeymoon in December; and we spent a very relaxing New Year overlooking the estuary at Llansteffan in Carmarthenshire, and walking on the beach in the winter sun.
And then came coronavirus.
So far, plans for a nostalgic evening of 1980s music DJ’d by Martin Kemp, a Center Parcs holiday with J., D., and B., and The Killers stadium concert at Ashton Gate, Bristol have all been re-arranged for later in the year or into 2021. And it’s looking increasingly likely that planned trips to Blenheim Palace to see Lionel Ritchie in June, and to Bath to see Michael Buble in July, will fall foul of necessary restrictions on large gatherings to help manage the spread of the virus. I’m still holding out the faintest hope that we might make it to Skiathos (another ‘revisit’ from the early years of our married life) at the start of July, but I suspect that that is touch and go, too.
All of this is unfortunate, but in the great scheme of things it amounts to little more than an irritation. Events will be rearranged; holidays will be re-scheduled; we’ll always have the 80’s. For now, we are all healthy, in jobs that allow working from home or which are otherwise secure. Bills are being paid. And different forms of making days special are emerging.
Last Saturday, we had dinner and a show (with Mrs P. taking responsibility for a beautiful three course dinner before we all settled down to watch the anniversary concert version of Les Miserables on YouTube). Tonight, its dinner followed by the cinema : J. is in charge in the kitchen and later we will settle down to watch Rocket Man (the Elton John biopic starring Taron Egerton). First though, it’s time for our daily exercise – this time on familiar paths (cf. yesterday’s post!).