Lockdown: Day 39

Given comments on previous posts I begin today with a cautionary warning: this is about eating. Please do not continue reading if you think you will suffer unnecessary food envy. Neil and I haven’t cooked for the last three nights. I hasten to add that this doesn’t mean we haven’t eaten and are currently wasting […]

Lockdown: Day 38

Moving down to level three was big news for me – bike shops were allowed to open. This meant I could think about replacing the bike that was stolen the week before we went into lockdown. I hadn’t ridden for a few weeks before that so today was my first cycle ride in a couple […]

Lockdown: Day 37

The area between our apartment block and the church has become a de-facto gym whilst the real things are unable to open. Every day there is a steady stream of fit looking young people taking turns to use the space. Some have just their bodies and their phone, which they keep looking at between burping, […]

Lockdown: Day 36

Walking through the streets this morning it was easy to think that the world has returned to normal. Cars queued at junctions where last week there were none, and there were people all over the place. Then I looked closer – most of the people were wearing orange vests and they weren’t standing in huddles, […]

Lockdown: Day 35

Given that I’m used to being at home during the day you’d think this lockdown lark wouldn’t be much different for me. But I’m also used to being able to leave solitude when I need, or want, to. I would walk around the corner to shops where they know me by name; I would meet […]

Lockdown: Day 34

Our first day at the lower level three and, if my brief foray out of the apartment to hunt bread from the local bakers this morning is anything to go by, the next couple of weeks will be tough. There were so many people around it was almost impossible to stay two metres away from […]

Lockdown: Day 33

Today is our last day at level four lockdown. Not that level three looks much different for most people, including us, and we are warned that, if we don’t behave ourselves, we will be back to level four. I smile as I type that, imagining Jacinda putting on her best schoolmistress voice and ordering us […]

Lockdown: Day 32

When we were in Ljubljana, the capital of Slovenia, last year I was dismayed at the amount of graffiti we saw; it was everywhere. It’s a perfect example of how easy it is to take your local surroundings for granted – there’s very little graffiti in Wellington, and if any appears it always seems to […]

Lockdown: Day 31

It’s a weekend, so it’s a longer walk and, again, we headed to Mt Victoria. We paused at the side of a wider section of path to allow a family to pass, two adults and three small children. The woman herded the two smallest in front of her with the words: ‘remember when we meet […]

Lockdown: Day 30

Last weekend’s paper carried an interview with Marian Keyes, in which she said that lockdown in the middle of a global pandemic is not the time to be particularly productive. It’s especially not a good time to write the novel you’ve always been planning – because we’re in fight or flight mode all our brain […]