The strangeness of crowds of people……

On Sunday I had a text from my daughter Gemma asking if I wanted to go for a drive the short distance to the Westwood. I’ve been part of their household too during this lockdown. They invited me to move in with them at the beginning but I knew that wouldn’t work. I needed to be in my own familiar surroundings, much as I love them. However, I also need to have a good meal once a week, to make up for the ‘interesting’ diet I can provide for myself…..🙄…so that’s why we counted me in their household as well – to make sure Stuart fed me every now and then…😂🤣

Off piste again…🙄…so Sunday, they decided to take me to the Westwood. Somewhere I love any time of year but especially when the fields are full of buttercups and the town cows are outside grazing…but it’s a tad too far for me to walk there and back. I can manage to get there, but always struggle with the return leg…….so a trip in the car was the perfect solution, just down the road, so not too far.

But how strange it was to be in a car……how strange it was to travel through my invisible boundary of the village and imagine our surprise when we saw how many other people had had the same idea 😳. Cars parked bumper to bumper across the Westwood roads. I really don’t think I’ve ever seen sooooo many cars there ever! But the Westwood is so vast that the numbers on the grass didn’t seem to match the number of cars….thankfully! I even made it look quiet in my piccies, as obviously, I don’t like to include people when they’re unaware….

It’s so lovely how paths are mowed cross crossing the Westwood, especially this time of year.

Paths through the buttercups so not all are randomly trodden on. Still can’t wear my walking boots as they rub on my still tender ankle bone and bruised heal, but found my garden crocs are wonderful substitutes….

I kept stopping to take piccies and just loved simply seeing and being with people. Hearing children laughing again, the sound of families laughing and chattering as we passed them by, little games of family cricket happening randomly in corners of the fields and picnics amidst the buttercups. But it was also strangely quite stressful seeing all these people. Suddenly it didn’t feel natural. I kept just stopping and looking as though I hadn’t seen a group of people before.

I was more used to 2, maybe three people passing by in the village. But most people followed the rules, waiting for people to pass, keeping their distance and being polite and friendly in the process. What on earth will it feel like when we’re allowed to mix closely in numbers….that might take some courage the first time….

The cows hadn’t been informed of the 2 metre rule however….😂

But oh, did the Westwood look beautiful close up instead of zooming in with my camera from afar……

Finally allowing people outside the house, children to run about once more and enjoy the open space

It was the most glorious trundle. Buttercups and cows, what could be better

About wendy7713

On the 31st July 2014 I was diagnosed with Young Onset Dementia. I may not have much of a short term memory anymore but that date is one I’ll never forget. I’m 58 years young, live happily alone in Yorkshire, have 2 daughters and I’m currently still in full time employment in the NHS. However, I’m now in the process of taking early retirement to give me a chance of enjoying life while I’m still me. I've started this blog to allow me, in the first instance, to write all my thoughts before they’re lost. If anyone chooses to follow my ramblings it will serve as a way of raising awareness on the lack of research into Alzheimer's. It will hopefully convey the helplessness of those diagnosed with dementia, as there is no cure – the end is inevitable. However, I’m also hoping I can convey that, although we've been diagnosed, people like me still have a substantial contribution to make; we still have a sense of humour; we sill have feelings. I’m hoping to show the reality of trying to cope on a day to day basis with the ever-changing environment that dementia throws at those diagnosed with the condition. What I want is not sympathy. What I want is simply to raise awareness.

5 thoughts on “The strangeness of crowds of people……

  1. How lovely that you were able to trundle across the Westwood! Yes it will be very strange when we are finally let loose again. But I am enjoying my ambles in the countryside, not every day, but it’s so good to be out, And this glorious weather is such a bonus! Keep trundling, and keep on letting us know about it xx

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  2. Lovely to be able to get a little further afield, but still in a safe environment. The adjustment back to ‘past normal’ is going to be quite challenging, for many of us, I think. I have never been an anxious person, but go out, only when I have to at the moment…and it is such a relief to get home and off high alert!!!!

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