I am certainly looking forward to getting my hair cut! When our hairdressers were last open, they were very good about safety procedures, and, in fact, both times I had my hair cut I was the only one there.

I last ate in a restaurant on 13 March 2020; we knew lockdown was coming and my sister and her - friend? - had gone for a dirty weekend to Portugal; they had been going to go to Italy, but that couldn't happen. We were providing respite care for my mother, and took her out to lunch at Devil's Dyke, which was packed out as everybody knew it would be the last time for awhile. My mother is convinced I caught Covid there - she may be right, but then why didn't she get it? At 92, as she then was, she was a heck of a lot more vulnerable than I am!

It is, however, over a year since I last picked up my grandsons from school - or went on a Tube train. Or any other kind of train, for that matter. I haven't stopped going on buses, though - couldn't, as after I was ill I simply couldn't even get down to Tesco (about 250 metres away) without getting the bus back!