Lockdown Week 2 (Mon)

MONDAY

A calm acceptance has come over the household, and we’ve now fallen into some kind of routine. In the pre-9am slot, everyone bustles around doing something active; there’s yoga, YouTube exercise videos, breakfast banter and general cheerfulness.  

The husband and I take turns hovering close to the radio, ready to hit the ‘off’ button when it gets too much. The children listen on and off to R4’s Today programme, but some days there are snippets which can be upsetting, particularly for the 15-year-old who understands more than the others. 

Schoolwork happens with varying degrees of application. At this stage I’m not too concerned with the quality of their output; I’m just grateful for anything. 

The junior school holds daily group video calls with teachers and classmates. A really happy little crew. The senior school has an interactive plan starting after Easter, which is unlikely to be quite as jolly, but some regular contact will be helpful. It’s hard enough being a teenager as it is.

Technology is amazing. I try to imagine lockdown happening in the 1980s, and really can’t.