Chalky

A walk to Jesus Green in the morning followed by a drive to visit the family in Staffordshire. I thought the service station restaurants hadn’t received the previous night’s memo about closures until I realised they were open for takeaway only.

My sister’s new house has undergone a complete transformation since my last visit and she now has a renovated living room shortly to be fitted with carpet in ‘French chalk’. For dinner, lasagne and much coronavirus discussion. My family is typically of the stoic, rational mindset, so at least there’s no one overly panicking.