Greetings isolators!
Happy Bank Holiday! Isn’t it wonderful to have a Bank Holiday on a Friday! What a novelty! What an absolutely wonderful excuse to go for a mass picnic in this beautiful weather, or to cram into a pub garden and drink pint after pint of ice cold beer! What an absolute MOCKERY OF OUR CURRENT INCARCARATION.
So it appears we are over the hump and the end of lockdown is in distant sight; a gradual relaxing of the rules that have forced us to be antisocial hermits for nearly eight weeks. That sounds fantastic, doesn’t it?! It’s the moment we’ve been waiting for!
But eight weeks is a long time. This is our life now, isn’t it?
So what if, when we’re finally allowed to all see each other again, we find we don’t want to?
What if we’ve all forgotten how to socialise with humans that are standing in front of us?
What even is real life? I wake up, I go to the shop, I go for a walk, I do some exercise, I check my emails (there are no emails), I write a blog, I read a book, I cook some dinner, I watch some TV, I speak to friends on Zoom – I have spent 23 hours a day for the last 47 days in my tiny studio flat. What else is there?
What if, when we’re allowed to go and buy the things we haven’t been able to buy for eight weeks, we become overwhelmed?
What if, when we’re allowed to have gatherings, and places get more crowded, and more people spill outside, and we’re allowed to go to things like birthday parties, we have a freak out?
What if, when we’re allowed to book holidays again, we find the thought of travelling more than 3 miles from our homes frightening?
The answer is: we won’t know until it happens. And in the meantime, I need to book the corner of my kitchen by the fridge for June 2021 before it gets too busy.
BECKY SAYS THINGS 