The Corona Diaries, day #22

Poor worn out keyboard. Almost as worn out as my fingers from all the tap-tap-tappedy-tapping as I translate this utterly unthrilling car part catalogue. 
Well, work is work, I suppose, and I'm lucky to be able to do it from the safety of my own home ... but it is flipping boring! And long! But only a couple of days left on this job now, and then I move on to the much more my-cup-of-tea photography festival project once again. 

Gaël is home all this week so he's doing the home schooling and houseworking thing, so at least I can make some real progress on the tap-tappedy work. 
A slow walk around the garden at the end of the day and then I made toad-in-the-hole for tea. And so went Confinement Jour 22.