Pie Face

Sleep pretty PieFace,
Do not cry
And I will sing a lullaby.

Credits:
Earworm melody...Paul McCartney 1969
Original lyrics...Thomas Decker1603

All the days feel the same, these days.
Establishing a new daily routine is difficult enough, but building in a weekend change of pace defeats me...so far.

In order to get a calming walk free of joggers and jaywalkers in this distancing world, you have to think about routes that are conventionally unappealing.
Yesterday we walked the East End badlands between Commercial and Mile End Roads, finding elderly architectural gems amidst swathes of blitz-cleared post war development. The only other people on the streets were in queues around the odd mini-markets still open.
Strange days, everywhere feeling like early scene-setting footage from a zombie movie.