Living La Vida Lockdown – Day 41 – All Masked Up And Nowhere To Go

Though we have no intentions whatsoever of leaving the confines of The Towers until we are given full instructions plus the assurance that it will be relatively safe for us to venture beyond our car park (still adhering to a social distance of 2 metres of course) into the big wide world by Sir Lord Matt Hancock,  Darrell thought it might prudent to order ourselves a few facemasks for when that glorious day comes.

We are now sorted, for at least for a few singular sojourns up to Waitrose.  Unfortunately, said masks don’t come in Nigel size, but we have managed to improvise using his Christmas star cap,  we have a spare vacuum cleaner bag that we can cut up when the times comes to give him the filtered layers it/he will need.

Naturally, Darrell originally wanted to bling his mask up with perhaps a sequin or a faux pearl here and there, but then thought better of it, “Risking a masks potency for idle vanity is just plain shallow in these unprecedented times,” he declared “even if it would cheer people up!”  (that word again!)

The Lovely Laura’s mum, Granny Denise, is also sending us a couple of her handmade masks, so you can be rest assured we will not be found wanting on the mask front, and certainly not expelling any droplets, as and when we are released from meltdown!

XXX STAY HOME – STAY SAFE XXX