As we move into our 777th week of lockdown, I’m starting to appreciate the small stuff, like:
Coffee. I only drink one cup a day and it’s become a habit but I enjoy it so much now that I’m not throwing it down my neck while running out of the door or checking my emails.
Podcasts. I don’t want to listen to true crime or news but John Robins and Elis James discussing which member of the Queer Eye Fab Five they’d need most help from? Yes please.
My Hermes and DPD delivery drivers. They have both been delivering my parcels for years, know me by name (shut up I don’t have a shopping problem) and are unfailingly charming and cheery.
Harry Styles. Unexpected but true. I love his latest album (do the young people even say ‘album’ any more?)
My slippers.