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Out out!


And so another week passes in the world of lockdown and it's fair to say that one week is rather blending into another right now. It is sending us all slightly mad I think, or at least it's lowering some of the lines that might previously been uncrossable at this time of year. The world is becoming obsessed with hair. In this period where there is no school and no hairdressers, DIY cuts and colour are becoming the norm. And when your 13 year old daughter asks to shave the back of her head and you once would have said "no way", you find yourself thinking "why not", after all, it's not as though we are going anywhere and its only hair - it will grow back (eventually!) So Izzy got to put a slit in her eyebrow (not sure what that trend is about) and I got to shave Abi's head. Top tip (every day is a school day) is to check that your husbands clippers have a grading tool with them. Of course I didn't and so when I came to do the actual shaving (after she had done most of the cutting), we discovered I was going to have to freestyle it. All in all it doesn't look too bad if I say so myself!

This was also the week where the lockdown restrictions (we are now at the end of week 8) eased very slightly in England (but not the other nations). We are now allowed unlimited exercise outside, to meet one other person not from our own household and if you can't work from home you are strongly encouraged to go back to work (but avoid public transport, and schools still off, and shops still closed, as are most offices, so that might be difficult). This meant we could go out as a family for the first time in nearly 2 months! We agreed that on Friday when school and work finished we would take the bikes and Bertie to Salisbury Plain. It was a lovely day so perfect for getting out. I have to say it was slightly strange being out together, and so far out as well - the furthest I've been in 2 months. The kids had a great time - only one small accident but no major damage done - and although they couldn't have their normal post ride snack from Tesco, we did manage to persuade Glenn to stop at the garage on the way back for some chocolate (much needed for a very hangry Izzy!)

We shouldn't get too excited, there is a long way to go from this to full normality, and I think the realisation is dawning that 'normal' is a long way off given the current situation. It's highly likely now that the kids will not be back into school before the autumn, we certainly won't be back in the office until September and this all looks like it has a long way to run.

Can hardly see it!


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