homeschool on the porch in the shade. Then a long walk before lunch. Followed by an afternoon of activities around the pool, before a great big barbecue and delicious pudding made with fruit picked from the orchard.Several months on, I write this column from a second lockdown, in my falling-down home, thinking about all those fantasy lockdowns I played out in my head over the summer and how not a single one of them has come to pass.
Now, obviously I don’t fantasise about lockdowns in the sense of going doe-eyed over the thought of being locked away for weeks on end.
That would just be weird. But I do fantasise about the ways I would make my lockdown better if I won the lottery, in much the same way I fantasise about the ways I would make my.
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