April 2021

From the Dragons, Den

April, the time of year when hope springs anew; when the buds on the trees are preparing to burst open and amaze us with their blossoms.

I was driving into town the other day – an essential journey, I assure you – when I suddenly noticed a wonderful green haze in the distance and I realised that the trees are beginning to show the wonderful shade of green that heralds spring. Some people prefer the reds and golds of autumn, but, for me, the green of spring awakens hopes and dreams for the future. 

After so many months of worry; dark forebodings of illness; hopes and fears associated with vaccination or possible infection; possibly thoughts that we will not survive to enjoy a future; the signs of spring coupled with the somewhat improving situation, fill me full of hope for a return to the days of normality, whatever that means to each one of us.

“When can we come to Little Dragons?” is something I am regularly asked, usually via technology. “Who can tell?” is my response. “Before too long!” is my hope.

Hope is a big word! According to the Cambridge English Dictionary it means: to want something to happen or to be true, and usually have a good reason to think that it might

So, here’s hoping – that we can all return to our favourite pursuits and past-times; that we will soon all be able to meet up with those who are dear to us – and even to those who aren’t.

I hope we may soon reach the time when George, Uncle Sam and Idris spend a little time on the washing line, in preparation for, once again, living life to the full.

Best wishes, Val

Every good wish, from we three:

 – George,  Uncle Sam  and Idris.