James Marston
James admits he doesn t have and fondness for Muntac deers
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My sister has taken up painting by numbers, a friend has also got out her easel, another friend can’t stop talking about her new dog, my mother has renewed her interest in cooking presenting to the table a couple of soufflés the other evening and, father, has just finished the restoration of his Massey Ferguson 165.
So far in lockdown number three I’ve managed to start, but not finish, a jigsaw puzzle, empty the airing cupboard – but not sort it out, wash the car and go for one walk. I’m feeling like I haven’t done anything of much use at all – I think it’s called lockdown fatigue – not helped by the cold weather and what seems to be an endless tsunami of news coverage about things that infuriate me.