How to wash your hands

If we weren’t all, every single one of us, affected by this change of daily life, the soundbites we hear might cause one to laugh: Be safe, Wash your hands, Wear a mask.

We are all affected; even if we have power enough to refuse to wear a mask in public. We are all affected.

I did laugh the other day.

My professional reading includes quite a few magazines. One is the Diapason. In the May 2020 issue, a regular column In the Wind….. is written by John Bishop. His take on all things organ is often amusing and frequently instructive. One section includes suggestions for how to measure 20 seconds. (In case you were never a Girl Scout leader, that’s how long you need to wash your hands to insure they are cleaner.)He mentions songs you can sing to yourself or out loud (grin). A prayer or two you can recite. I smiled at this suggestion from Macbeth:

Out, damn spot! Out, I say! — One, two. Why, then, ’tis time to do’t. Hell is murky! — 
Fie, my Lord, fie! A soldier, and afeared? What need we fear who knows it, when none can call our power to account? Yet who would have thought the old man to have so much blood in him.

He suggests to emote a little so your hands will be cleaner. Perhaps no gestures though.

It made me laugh.

My suggestion: imagine tatting a small ring of 4 DS.

Perhaps that is because my design for Bach Festival this year has a mignonette section. 

Be safe. Wash your hands. Wear a mask.