I conducted something of an experiment today. While quietly getting on with work in the junk room, I left the children to their own devices - they know they have school work to get on with, so it shouldn’t be a problem. Yeah, right.
At lunchtime today I volunteered for a desperate mission to the corner shop - armed with a hand-written list of groceries, and “lady things” (a term coined by our youngest daughter - figure it out yourself).
A remarkably quiet day in the Beckett household. I was joined in the junk room by my other half, while the children sat at the dining table and got on with school work via the internet.
While scrolling Facebook over the last few days, the mysterious algorithm decided to start sharing the posts of an ex-colleague with me. He has been absent from social media for quite some time, but in recent days - since the beginning of the Corona Virus lock-down, he has been posting humorous journal entries - his daily life and thoughts. And it’s been kind of wonderful.
Today was our first “proper” day at home as a family - or rather, we thought it was going to be. My other half got called into work, but really just to put plans in place - she works at an infant school. Schools are running on skeleton staff to cater for “key occupations” - looking after the children of healthcare and service staff. From tomorrow onwards she will visit once a week, and work from home on a reduced schedule.