A Socially-Distant Garden Picnic

After 66 days of ‘solid’ lockdown here in Scotland, for the first day today we had a slight lifting of restrictions allowing some socially-distanced sports to take place (golf and tennis and fishing, I think), and also allowing two households to meet up outdoors, as long as the 2m social distancing is adhered to.

So this lovely sunny afternoon my eldest daughter, her partner, and her two youngest children visited for a socially-distanced picnic in our back garden. It was never going to be easy to stay apart, but we accepted we would simply have to resign ourselves to no hugs, no touching at all, and were determined to make the most of enjoying our little family get-together at a distance.

They brought their own picnic food, their own picnic blanket, and their own folding seats. Luckily our garden is big enough to have us all sitting far enough apart while still allowing room for the kids to run around freely enough, within reason. So we chatted across the garden while the kids played and enjoyed feeling the soft grass beneath their bare feet, while keeping an eye on always keeping a reasonable distance between us.

Our five-year-old grandson understands we have to stay far away from each other because of the virus, and was able to tell us he was really sad we couldn’t hug anybody anymore. We told him we were really sad too, but we thanked him for coming for a garden picnic and said we were just happy we could see each other again because that was much nicer than not seeing each other like before.

His 18-month-old sister obviously doesn’t understand anything about Covid-19, so her mum and dad tried to distract her away from us every time she started wandering a little too close, or in particular making a bee-line towards us looking for a hug, which she did a couple of times. And overall it worked, however awkward it felt at times compared to a ‘normal’ visit.

Amazingly they were able to stay for an hour and a half, going home before anyone needed the loo. It felt so good to see them again – precious yet far from perfect, and so strange for such a usually touchy-feely family not to be able to hug, or hold, or even come close to each other. But it was so much better than the weeks of nothing we’ve had up until now, and I’d do it again in a heartbeat ❤

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