Okay first off, if you're reading this it means I've committed to going with the title 'plandemic' for this blog post which seems like a poor choice on my part.

Uh, so yeah, it's actually happened. Pubs, bars, cafés, restaurants…they've all opened up, albeit outside only. The family WhatsApp with the in-laws is peppered with photos of long awaited nights out: dinners at 4pm (because you gotta be quick if you want a reservation at a normal hour), after work pints and trips to countryside cottages.

I haven’t written here for a few days while I try to keep up to speed with this whole new way of living. In the meantime I was craving a bit of escapism through reading and when this one popped up on Netgalley I was immediately keen.

While Spain is on military shut down and Macron has given all French citizens a financial safety net, the advice in the UK is a little less clear cut

Well here we are, finding ourselves in the middle of an unprecedented quarantine period not even three months into 2020.