It’s Day 7/14 of our enforced self isolation. Fionnuala and Hannah are recovering well while Adam, Rebecca and myself continue to display no symptoms. As the schools have closed, our kitchen has turned into an online classroom, where the girls busy themselves with coursework forwarded by their teachers. Adam has been busy in our garage, which has been converted into a gym, focusing on his rehabilitation from knee reconstruction surgery last November.
Yesterday we phoned through a grocery order to the village shop who delivered it later in the day. It felt weird, imprisoned in the house, as our order was left on the doorstep by staff wearing latex gloves. We are very grateful, though, for their kind gesture in caring for those in the community unable to visit the shop in person at present. Only a week to go and we will be able to venture out into the world again. But there are even tighter restrictions in place now.
Last night, our Prime Minister, Boris Johnson, made a televised address, announcing new travel restrictions which many refer to as a ‘lockdown.’ People were instructed to stay at home unless they were shopping for food or collecting medical supplies; they are allowed to exercise outside once a day and only travel to work where ‘absolutely necessary’ and work from home where possible. Social gatherings are to be restricted to no more than two persons.
All stores selling non essential goods are to close. Legislation is being rushed through Parliament giving police the powers to enforce the above restrictions if required. This followed the idiotic behaviour of thousands at the weekend who flocked to markets, beaches and parks despite strong advice not to do so; they put their own selfish pleasure before the greater good. We will never know how many were needlessly infected because of their selfish, thoughtless behaviour.
My workplace has closed to the public with only a skeleton staff in place to deal with urgent matters. Staff are being placed on a rota to attend the office as required. At present, given the nature of my specific role, I’m being asked to remain at home. I will be contacted if needed, it is the weirdest of enforced holidays. I’m occupying myself on helping with household chores, home schooling the kids, promoting my first book and working on edits for its sequel.
The crisis is bringing out the best in people…and the worst. The doctors and nurses in our National Health Service (NHS) are performing heroics as are other essential key workers. Local communities are uniting to help their elderly and more vulnerable members. Many are making selfless sacrifices although the core message is a simple one. In order to defeat the virus, protect the NHS and save lives we must stay at home. It’s as simple as that. Keep inside and get caught up on all those box sets you’ve always meant to watch.