After weeks of adjusting to lockdown life, we’re slowly getting used to our new normal, including how we shop for groceries. Whether that’s planning ahead and ordering your weekly shop online (if you can get hold of an elusive delivery slot that’s not three months away, that is) or learning to queue two metres apart outside the supermarket and then abiding by the one-way system once inside, we’re starting to think we’ve got this lockdown thing, well, on lock.
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I woke on Tuesday at 4am and could hardly breathe. I was sweating (and, post-menopausal that I am, I never sweat) and racked with worry. I grabbed my hair, put my head in my hands, and said out loud, ‘What am I doing? What was I thinking?’