More Lock-Down Diaries

I lent Helen a book yesterday. It came up on a WhatsApp conversation and I had a copy on the shelves. They only live around the corner so I put it through the letterbox. It only struck me later how odd it was not to have have rung the door bell and handed it to an actual human being.

I don't like this new normal.

Peter told me the other day that he called a neighbor asking to borrow a little dehydrated stock because he had run out. He got the thumbs up and popped next door to find a single OXO cube on the door step.

I don't like this new normal.