TUESDAY
Satchmo is beside himself, with a houseful of people to play with. But rather than the usual noise and extra-long walks that normally happen at weekends and holidays, a subdued quiet descends on the house by 9am. He’s clearly disappointed, staring longingly at the garden through the back window.
Bertie-Wooster the cat struts past him smugly, tail in the air, towards the cat flap. His routine is unchanged – apart from fewer quiet spots to sleep.
The children have settled into some sort of work routine, with surprisingly little fuss and confusion. We have the schools to thank for that, with coherent and encouraging home learning packs from the primary school and regular homework assignments on the usual secondary school online platform.
The afternoons haven’t been all that productive so far – not sure if that’s my fault? After a morning of quiet focus, it seems unfair to crack the whip after lunch, particularly when it’s sunny.
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