A fine northern river. Many bridges connecting both sides of the city. Without those bridges and the city is split asunder.
Son do you want to go out for a blueberry ice cream?
“No it’s ok Dad.”
Son do you want to go and visit your Auntie. We can keep 2m apart when we get there?
“Not this week.”
How about visiting your favourite toy shop. It’s open?
“No I’ve got plenty of stuff to do.”
What about going to that remote walk and going to see that Neolithic site. We can stop off and get one of your favourite pizzas?
“No, maybe some other time.”
These are some of his favourite things. In 2019 the slightest mention of any of these would have sent our Son running towards the car. That’s all changed now. He has most definitely burnt his bridges with the world. He is also in no rush to start to build them again. Many people will be in the same boat. We have a community split asunder. Split in more ways than this….
I understand someone from the so called Government was not happy with pupils been kept off school. Kids should be forced back to schools as it will be good for them. They don’t have the slightest idea about Mental Health awareness. Good job we are ignoring what they say.
It’s going to be a long road back for some. Certainly for our Son. It’s pointless putting a timescale on it. It will happen when it happens. Until then the bridges will remain down and we make the best of it. I’m looking out across the next door farm and into the distance. We are so blessed. We certainly can make this work for us. No rush for bridges here.