The Good Old Country Life.

Food, not really a problem.

Today our village put on a lunchtime event, Fastensuppe, and I was fortunate enough to be able to lend a hand. Apart from the chores to be sorted out it was also a nice opportunity to catch up with fellow villagers and the odd bit of village news ( a.k.a gossip ). Three hours of serving soup for a worthy cause went as quick as could be.

The current topic dejour of that pesky little virus holding the world at ransom came up. No one even had an inkling of fear and everyone a healthy dose of common sense. The flu is more dangerous and still we don't stop life for it. I, who did a stint of panic grocery shopping on Wednesday, needed to hear that. Of course Le Bob informed me a moment ago that I can by no stretch of any imagination call my shop a panic one...he has been looking for quarantine treats all over the house to no avail!

Back to our village though. We had a great discussion about surviving without any panic shop. One local wine farmer mentioned that the stock in his cellar might last us a few years ( I hope he won't regret telling us that ), another gave up the secrets to her cellar...plenty of vegetables and fruit there and everyone else agreed that due to living in the country we all have at least a week's worth food in our larders.

Approaching this virus with common sense is much more important than going into panic mode. As long as we all keep washing our hands during the day and make sure we have enough books to read just in case, we should be fine.

Biggi