It started a year ago, our long walk plan, but like the best laid plans it caught the world wide Covid-19 cold. Our 2020 vision blurred to chaos and we put our lives on pause.
I was lucky my last night in London a good one, watching the sun go down in a crowded cosy pub on the bank of the Thames laughing and joking as darkness fell then on to a concert cheering and bopping cheek by jowl with hundreds of strangers, before one last commute that Friday 13th March 2020 the night the music died and so much of life’s dancing stopped for the weeks that have dragged on to months and a full muzzled year.
Some I was with that fateful night in London are gone now and many more drained of life or mourning their premature losses.
Cities through history are no strangers to horrific plagues; but some curious strangers amongst us with time to spare have little by little enlightened us, grinding lenses and making all sorts of instruments to see and measure more and more of the invisible world in and around us, building the knowledge and understanding that this year has spared many so more of us from this particular suffering or untimely end.
Brilliant white has returned to the black thorn twigs, so the green shoots are not far behind.
This week, as the Spring days finally overtake the long Winter nights, we are optimistically pressing reset, one full lap of the sun later than originally planned, and now more than ever, hoping to raise the funds and your interest and support for our amazing life saving scientists across our globe to redouble their search for a deeper understanding of life the universe and everything but especially us and our little blue dot.