Thursday night was date night. And by date night I mean that my partner and I cooked together and ended up watching TV. Just as we have done most evenings since March 11th.
During a busy week of lockdown working, my permitted daily walk has kept me sane. Often just around the block or on calmer days, the one mile stretch up to Hilly Fields in Brockley.
We all lose people every day. A friend emigrates, a partner decides they don’t need us in their life anymore, or we grow apart from someone we used to know very well.
The late onset of spring here in the UK has meant that every evening there has been a silencing sunset over south London. Thursday’s was stand-out spectacular.