Nine Days Later

So much for daily postings from the isolation zone. But here we are nine days after the schools shut and we're all still alive in this house.

[Actually, it's 11 days since the kids were last at school, including the weekends, but every day now feels like a weekend, just not in a good way!]

It really feels a lot like Groundhog Day at the moment. Every day is very similar - trying to get the kids to keep the noise down while I work and Kath tries to persuade them to do some school work. I think we're lucky that the boys are still young enough (5 and 8) that if they did absolutely no work for the next 3 months, that probably wouldn't hurt their education too much.

The lack of human contact from anyone outside the family is the biggest difference. Even going for a walk at lunchtime, people cross roads to make sure we don't get within 6ft of each other.  It's all very friendly, and done with a smile and a wave, but the longer this goes on, the more it's going to have an effect on peoples' mental health, I think.