Suddenly we were bowling down the A3 towards the coast, green leaf-buds and yellow gorse lining the way. After more than three weeks with nowhere to go, this was an amazing escape.
It has been frustrating to be unable to do any of the practical tasks requested by our neighbourhood WhatsApp organiser (in particular I cannot sew), so it was a great relief to realise that the full diesel tank in our otherwise idle car could be put to good use in a quick trip to pick up sail fabric from a supplier in Hampshire, urgently needed for those more nimble-thimble neighbours who are creating surgical gowns.
Not sure what was better – the virtuous feeling of doing something useful, or the ‘permission’ and freedom to drive somewhere.
As we drove, we agreed to consider today as one of our holiday days.