Diary of a Cocooner...


Diary of a Cocooner...

Diary of a Cocooner...

In response to an idea put forward by Meath County Library, Meath people have been keeping diaries during the Covid-19 pandemic. Trim man Paddy Smith is one of the Diarists and we asked him to share another extract of his work with Meath Matters readers. Paddy is anxious to stress that these entries have been heavily edited (i.e. shortened), "The real thing will be even better!".

Sunday, June 7th 2020

Jane was telling us that Lucy was sad today and eventually said she wished things would go back to the way they were. She missed coming to our house and going to school from here in the mornings, sitting with Granny on the couch watching TV programmes after breakfast and before school. Rosie going to her childminder. Doing her homework with Paddy. And she missed Rocco. All this came as a shock to me because I thought Lucy was having a really great time at home every day with her Mammy and Daddy who are working from home, playing outside every day in the glorious weather. Mary and I were very upset over this, sad.

Wednesday, June 10th 2020

Big debate going on about masks/face coverings. Very difficult to know what to do. It’s certainly not black-and-white. That new girl who took over from Sean O’Rourke on Radio One did a brilliant interview with Cillian de Gascun this morning. It was brilliant because she never once interrupted him, yet still managed to keep pressing home some great points.

Sunday, June 14th 2020

We’re lucky that we enjoy each other’s company. That’s not to say . . . ! We do get on each other’s nerves at times.

For example, I try and wash the pots after the dinner because I can’t stand the way Mary does it. She must put them on the hob and boil them before washing them. Me, I just fill them with water, leave them to soak and then wash them.

Other sources of irritation (and I’m purposely not saying who is on which side in these important issues): Saying ‘sorry’ too often for no reason. Being nice (i.e. too nice) in doing little things for the other. Putting the really good teaspoons into the dishwasher and, thus, putting them out of circulation for a day or two when you know that the other person always hand-washes these spoons because they need good thick spoons for squeezing the teabag due to the arthritis in their fingers. Doing too much for each other.  Referring to something that the other enjoys doing as ‘an obsession’ when it’s really only a hobby or a serious enthusiasm. Annoying each other with our niceness (i.e. fussiness). Not getting the correct toilet rolls (Kitten Soft Quilted Dreams) in the weekly shop. Thinking that ‘red’ milk is the same as ‘pink’ milk when it’s blatantly obvious that the red is 1.5% fat and the pink is 0% fat. Not replacing the top on the milk carton. Leaving the top of the milk in a different part of the kitchen to the carton. At breakfast, putting out a place mat for the other when they know that the other always uses a bread board at breakfast time. Not fully finishing a mug of tea so that the cleaner-upper sometimes spills the remnants on the floor.

Wednesday, June 24th 2020

Wedding anniversary, 48 years! We don’t usually do anything much to mark the anniversary but now that we can’t I get a sudden yearning to even go out for a cup of tea somewhere and just sit at a table in a café. Not possible for another week or so, and even then I would be a bit wary about going into any crowded place. What will ‘crowded’ mean any more?

Sunday, 5th July 2020

I had to go out for a message this evening at 7 o’clock or so, and I discovered that our front door hadn’t been unlocked all day. That’s how quiet a life we are leading lately.

Thursday, 9th July 2020

A song that has wormed its way into my head last night and again today: ‘You’ve Got A Friend In Me’ (Randy Newman, in Toy Story). It puts me in good humour.

I met a woman today who knows someone who actually met Tony Holohan several years ago. Imagine!