The best way to tackle April Fool´s day is to forget it´s April Fool´s day, and hope to god everyone in house prison with you does the same, which they did. I suspect there´s two ways it can go in these difficult times.
- No one knows what day it is anyway. (Safe)
- Some clever dick notices the date on whichever device they´re looking at. (Unsafe)
Focusing on the unsafe problem. Confinement for over a year could lead to pranks on a scale like never before, a new, more dangerous experience based on borderline insanity. The plastic spider in your bed could be a real one that bites. The car gets painted green in the early hours of the morning. Favourite items of clothing are discovered in the freezer.
A good old titter turns into sheer heart stopping terror.
Amidst the mayhem of currently living in a building site with hubby, son, and five Spanish blokes bashing half your house down, even what month it is goes unnoticed. The only reason I know it´s Good Friday today is because one of the workmen told me in Spanglish.
In hindsight, there was a “diversion version” of an April Fool NOT a joke played on us yesterday. In fact, you could call it TWO. When I told you about the upgrade in plumbing required for the bathroom sink, I forgot to mention they have to dig up all the floor tiles in there and replace them..
We reluctantly know it´s all necessary and has to be done.
But anything else? I mean would you like the house moved a bit to the left or something? Shush, I blurted that out after they´d all gone home to watch Easter Netflix with the kids for hours on end.
On a final note, here´s a helpful guide to clarify any day of any week of any year.
“The day before yesterday was the tomorrow of yesterday´s tomorrow, which is today.”
Quote courtesy of the late great Ronnie Barker, RIP.
So, Happy Christmas Day.
On the beach with friends, next to the Med, drinking champagne, oh wait, this photo was taken two years ago when we had a thing called FREEDOM. Ah the memories…