Fig for a jig

Finding myself on the Lakeland page and seriously considering an egg coddler,  I remembered that it is possible to use this interweb thingy to post as well as to shop.

I’m surprised that I haven’t been keeping a lockdown diary.  To be fair, 100+ entries of “got up, didn’t go out, tried to sort my hair,  went to bed” would eventually pall, but it might have been an interesting experiment to document the change of attitude as the days stretch on.  But, as I have no refreshingly cool or mordantly witty statement to make on the whole pandemic and the various reactions of countries to this,  I haven’t really thought of much to write.  If best selling authors are only raising their heads above the parapet to show their latest jigsaws,  then I don’t feel too guilty.