The End of the Twin Shortage

Socially Distanced Easter Walk with Perran and Carenza

When Christmas got banned, we were lucky enough to have Pascoe already with us.  He had arrived early to avoid crowded trains.  However, the twins were stuck in their London flat.  We dropped off gifts and food on the doorstep, waved a tearful farewell and Zoomed on Christmas Day.

We had not spent time with them since meeting in Kew Gardens in early October.  It was to be six months from then until the Easter weekend when finally we saw them again.  Of course we had been in regular touch, but having less and less to chat about over the long, dark, solitary weeks of midwinter.

It could be that Covid Lockdown has been the world’s largest experiment to test the hypothesis ‘All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy!’

I await eagerly revelations about the evil genius who masterminded the experiment.  Given the origins of this Corona Virus, surely it has to have been one of Batman’s arch-enemies…?

But I digress.

Thing was, we did at last see Perran and Carenza.  We had lunch in our sunny, breezy garden and walked down our street, lined with magnolias framed by a blue sky, and out into the fields which were wearing their new green coats trimmed with the white lace of blackthorn blossom.

And it was beyond lovely.

All we have to do now is solve the current Pascoe shortage!