Don’t tell anyone, but at one point on Sunday I had four people from different households in my kitchen at the same time. I’m finding this phase of lockdown the hardest, mostly because I don’t really understand what the rules are trying to achieve.
Posters aside, why did justifying ourselves matter so much? Yes, we wanted to shield in peace. But we could do that by keeping the doors shut. It was so much more than that. We needed to be seen to be in the right, by people we’d never met before, who liked shouting at us.
The world is on fire. Everything we thought we could rely on is going up in smoke. This is painful, but it is also an opportunity to start afresh. What would that take?