Reporting from just outside of Beaconsfield ...
Back from click'n'collect at Sainsburys Taplow, where the lad in charge had his mask on right up to when he needed a ciggy. Nobody else wearing mask or gloves, so presumably they're all immune round there, or just plain 'ard. Wouldn't fancy being a virus infecting that lot.
I've been working from home two thirds of my time and flying round Europe the rest for the last 20 years, and have I missed Heathrow T5? Now I come to think of it, I haven't - and the travelling time each month translates into an extra day a week, so no complaints here: in fact, last week I had enough spare time to mow the lawn for the first time since Moses parted the Red Sea and then pressure wash the patio (funny, I actually thought it really was green). Instead, we're using videoconferencing for everything, and it's working well. Contrary to Ham's experience, my lot know I have no time for formal dress so they excuse the odd t-shirts advertising beer and the untidiest office since Quentin Crisp shuffled off this mortal coil. Our HQ staff have been working remotely in a virtual office since the outset, hence it's business as usual for most of them.
Indeed, why go to work at all, when you can enjoy the comforts of home - provided She Who Must Be Obeyed is in a good mood, which is most of the time - although I do confess her end of the office is a site for sore eyes and I hanker after a visit to the local pub, which tried doing takeaways and then had to shut completely. I hope they stay afloat until the inevitable relaxation comes in a year's time and we can all celebrate our freedom. My daughter and partner are stuck here for the duration, having chosen the wrong time to move flat, so we're remembering the joys of having kids at home - no more morning trips to the airing cupboard in the buff looking for a pair of kecks for a few weeks yet (sorry for the distasteful image).
Haven't been out much, despite living next to a recreation ground and farmland with footpaths all over the place - did take the new drone (from China - yes, it got seriously disinfected) to the rec last week for a bit of practice, but it was full of people exercising their right to ... exercise ... so didn't feel welcome. Dogs round here love this change of habit - they're looking healthier by the day as - are their owners.
Only downside of all this - apart from for the poor devils who are suffering and those caring for them, to whom I extend my heartfelt thanks - is the absence of anything worth watching on the box. Particularly if it is blue and involves a ball. Roll on the end of glorious isolation and the return of trips to the Bridge via the Finborough.