Diary
Here we are again: the first day of another lockdown. I’ve been making a to-do list all day, which is identical to the one I made last time, because I failed to do any of it. The weather was so glorious that all I did was manual labour in the garden. I planted, cleared, pruned and mowed from dawn until dusk, which meant I could consume thousands of calories a day without gaining an ounce. It was heavenly and I developed an ongoing passion for Magnum Minis. This time, I am only allowing myself an hour a day in the garden until I have ticked off my dreary list, which includes clearing the attic, tidying the junk under my bed and throwing away odd socks.
