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Muddling through in Austria; God, life and a small black dog


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How’s your lockdown going?

In our little part of Austria, we have been virus free for several weeks, apart from someone who had a relapse for a couple of days. The whole Lungau is now clear. We have been very good about keeping to ourselves, although I think some of the neighbours stretched what was meant as family.

We all have to wear masks in shops and pay behind plexi screens. My little library will open on Monday, we spent a lot of the time doing an inventory and were shocked at how many missing books there appeared to be. Now we think there has been a problem in the numbering system, so that will account for a lot!

Restaurants are opening, will be so nice to go out for out Wedding anniversary in a couple of weeks. Of course, all our plans to move back to the UK are on hold and we think we might just forget about it until next year. But we had a viewing from a local family, who knows?

We have been really blessed with online services with our church in the UK, but it isn’t the same without a congregation! But to have teaching in English is a pure joy! Our little church here meets in the chapel of the local Old People’s home, we wont get in there for a while!

How’s your lock down going?


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Locked down

Like the rest of Europe, we’re on isolation.  Not that it makes huge difference to us, as we live in a rural area. Only travel for essential food or work – not that many shops are open. Can exercise with family members, a metre away from other people. And we seem to be behaving ourselves in Lungau, only 4 cases.

Around me, the swallows, black restarts, yellow wagtails, chiffchaffs have all arrived. The first crocuses are coming out, and the violets under our sitting room window are out. I can only see this with joy and a relief that next year, at this time, I will be rejoicing in cherry blossom. We have someone interested in the flat, but none of us are in a rush.

The lock down is the most utter relief to me. This winter ran me mentally and physically into the ground. I’ve already dropped some of these jobs that have had me constantly on the go. Then, within three hours of the children leaving after my 60th birthday, I came down with flu. Old fashioned, grippy, headachy, shivery, nasty flu. A direct result of overdoing it.

With the library shut, holiday houses closed, and two weeks sick leave, I am blissfully, utterly at home recovering. I don’t need to be anywhere else. I’m keeping away from people and at last, getting on with my fifth book.

I for one am happy to be locked down!