Who are the five people you spend the most time with?
Haha, this question now feels like it could have legal repercussions. "Are YOU a Covid rule-breaker? Stupidly tell us about it on social media! Even better, post a photo of yourself doing it. Go on."
There are only 3 people I share physical space with at the moment: bloke, Humuhumu and Keiki. Everyone else is a picture on my screen. The two work colleagues with whom I spend the most time being faces on screens together are Sam and David.
In normal times the other two would be still work colleagues or possibly my gym buddy.
January 21
Name someone you met through work. How is your life better for knowing them?
Oh sheesh. This is genuinely tough. I've been incredibly lucky at work, and met brilliant, kind people who have remained friends after I'm no longer working with them. The first one who springs to mind is H. Her smiling face was the first one to greet me on my when I walked into The Lab on my first day there waaaay too long ago, and it was a good omen of the happy years that were to follow. We worked in the same group, though never on the same projects, for twelve years, and her calm, confident, compassionate demeanour was a life raft one could count on being able to cling to whenever things got messy. And she's also got a wicked sense of humour. Our working relationship and our friendship have enriched my life tremendously.
January 22
What do you like about your neighbourhood?
I like the fact that everyone is being sensible and staying the f*ck at home.
What’s your favorite way to spend a Friday night?
This answer has a dependence on whether or not there's a global pandemic going on.
If(pandemic): Stay at home, cuddle up on sofa with a hot drink and a salty snack, watch something funny on the telly, go to bed.
else: Go to pub, have a nice meal, perhaps consume one too many glasses of wine, toddle home, cuddle up on the sofa with a hot drink and a salty snack, watch something funny on the telly, go to bed.
What’s the biggest challenge in your life right now?
What, just one? I guess balancing the gargantuan amount of work I have to do with the yoyoing lockdowns and school closures/homeschooling.
Do you enjoy dystopian future books/movies?
I used to, but as we are collectively living through one right now, it feels superfluous to reading and watching the news.
- Humuhumu can ride a bicycle! Before lockdown we struggled with getting her to even attempt it, and she would spend most of her time shouting at Daddy either to help, or stop helping. Lockdown rules meant she had a long break from it. When we finally did manage to extract her bicycle from the shed post-house renovation, she hopped on it and rode down the road with a jaw-dropping level of nonchalance.
- Keiki can also ride a bicycle without stabilisers, with only minimal assistance from Daddy. He’s not far off being able to do it on his own, but probably isn’t quite ready to cycle to school just yet.
- Last weekend they had their first swimming lessons in months. We were quite worried about how this would go. Humuhumu didn’t swim without a float in one hand, but two things were very encouraging: she can now time her breathing with her arm strokes in front crawl, and she stayed entirely off the wall and in a middle lane. Once Keiki started paying attention to his teacher (always his main issue), he also did very well, doing star floats, kicking with a float and simultaneously blowing bubbles without being prompted.
- Side note: The swim teachers can no longer be in the water with the Stage 1 children, which must be extraordinarily challenging. There were five children in Keiki’s class, and there was a stark difference between the three children who had been doing lessons for months before lockdown (including him) and the two who had joined only a few weeks prior. The former children were able to follow the instructions given verbally and with partial visual demonstration by the teacher from the poolside. The latter were almost completely lost, even when watching the other children do as instructed. It’ll be interesting to see how things develop in the coming weeks. I don’t think this is a sustainable way to teach children who are total beginners.
- Granddad has been doing almost-daily morning lessons with the children. He sings with them, reads them a story, plays maths games, and drills Humuhumu on her times tables. He started this in person while we were staying in Norfolk during the house renovation (once "bubbles" were allowed) and has kept it up since. It has been tremendously helpful. Go Granddad.
- Finally, we have been watching The Mandalorian as a family. Keiki, who has become completely obsessed by Lego and building spaceships and tanks and weaponry, was told about Star Wars by an older cousin, and demanded to be allowed to watch it. We duly procured a copy of The Mandalorian, having been told that it was (a) family friendly and (b) good, which cannot be said of all the Star Wars oeuvre. We’ve got through four episodes. It’s not a passive viewing experience by any means. We’re peppered with questions continuously and there are cuddles needed during the scary bits. Still, everyone is enjoying it immensely. With popcorn.
It's five minutes until the train arrives, and the platform has all of eight people on it. In the Before Times, it would have been packed since this is the last train to arrive at the University before 9 AM.
I have my mask and water and hand sanitiser. I'm still very nervous.

The bloke knocked down the old shed the weekend before last to make way for the new shed. The Polaroid above is in one of two pretty paper notebooks that the bloke brought back on his last trip to Delhi before the lockdown. I take a pair of Polaroids every few days, and file them to make a Covid diary for each of the children as a memento of this peculiar time.

Here you can a very happy man in his fancy metal shed. It has power sockets and light switches and a work bench. We celebrated the new shed’s arrival with our first takeaway food in 2.5 months, which included our first chips and ice cream (not consumed simultaneously) in the same duration. This is because we don’t currently have a functioning freezer, for reasons too dull to elucidate. The takeaway was from our local pub, which has just reopened for said purpose. Anyway, we wolfed down our burgers and chips and gobbled up our desserts with indecent haste. Food that someone else had made has never tasted so delicious.
Finally, here is a photo of Telstar on the wooden bench in our garden, taken by the bloke with his fancy new iPhone.


Telstar sniffing Keiki's fingers.
I don't know what it is about this week, but it's kicking my butt. Work has suddenly become full-on again after a lull whilst everyone adjusted to this being-home-all-the-time, virtual-meetings malarkey. The day flies past and suddenly it's 9 PM and I just want to sit in front of the telly with a beer and stare at the Great British Sewing Bee. It could be worse.