April 30th 2021 would’ve been Captain Tom Moore’s 101st birthday; in recognition and in remembrance of his achievement, a new challenge was announced by his family. They challenged ordinary folk to complete a hundred somethings to raise more funds for The Captain Tom Foundation – ‘whether you bake 100 cupcakes or walk 100 laps – help celebrate Captain Tom’s achievements.’ The official ‘Captain Tom 100’ has now finished, but I’ve challenged myself to write a 100 word blog each day for 100 days. I started on May 1st and when I complete my task, I’ll donate £100 to his Foundation.
We’d returned to a former age, when night sounds were the startled squawk of a sleepy bird, anguished cries of foxes, no human voice except muffled from inside homes. Walking at night, alone, the streets empty, curtains drawn, dim lights from bedrooms – the villagers all retired early to bed, there were distinct rattles of empty trains travelling through the dark, a siren, then the unusual engine noise as a single vehicle passed from here to there.
Now the night is full of the sound of racing cars, shouts and calls as pub-folk wander home. We have returned to now.