I’m sorry the blog has gone so silent. The truth is there is so little to say. The days roll by with occasional meetings on Zoom. I bicycle every so often to Spa Terminus to buy cheese from Neals Yard and now bread from St. John whose bakery has reopened. I went to the local branch of the Co-op for nearly the first time yesterday to buy two bottles of Brecon gin and was petrified by the necessity of human interaction, wanting to tell the man behind me to back off, but knowing that the two metre rule has now been dropped. It’s a curious in-between time, half normal, half not quite knowing what one is allowed to do, and half not wanting to do it anyway as there is so much time now for reading, writing, sitting in the garden and rumination.