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Three minutes later I discovered the problem. I’d interrupted his favourite television quiz. I’d quite wrongly assumed that he’d welcome the interaction, but my timing was atrocious.
It got better. I’ve learned it’s better to call in the mornings, but not too often. He prefers our occasional (socially distanced ) face to face chats when I run an errand for him. It’s easier for him to hear me and we get much more out of it.
Recently he has struggled without the regular weekly timetable and social interaction that we offer at the estate’s community centre. He’s also lost a good friend to COVID19. His quiz show and a book of crosswords are not the same as interacting with people. He longs for some garden space he can maintain- or better yet an allotment. He’d love to teach the estate’s kids about growing things and fresh fruit and veg.
He’s understood the Government’s original messages about staying home to stay safe, but the recent changes have been confusing for him. He knows what he thinks he should be doing, but he’s on his own and as with many of us, he’s sometimes struggling to cope with all the emotions. I struggle to offer much advice beyond the anodyne “stay safe, take care, look after yourself, keep your distance”. I try to leave it to his judgement, but it’s hard when all our hopes are pinned on this being over soon, but knowing it could continue for some time.
He loves where he lives (if only he had an allotment!) and tells me the majority of the neighbours are friendly and offer him a hello, a sign of respect to him. That’s really important.
I’ve enjoyed these little insights into the community, a bit of estate gossip (all of it fun and positve), and the comforting sense that most people are looking out for each other.