In March 2020, Great Britain went into lockdown. The world was about to change. The coronavirus pandemic was here. Convenience vanished. Shopping for food became difficult. The culture of the sandwich at the office desk was no more. The shops that made sandwiches were closed, and offices with the desks were shut. Most of us stayed at home, though millions continued as ‘key workers’, and to them, we shall always be indebted.
On my own, and in my flat in London, I would call my mum in France. A woman of less than five feet, she had