I went to the garden today to find some space to work in peace and quiet. While I was there, an obnoxiously loud commercial lawnmower started up in the adjacent cemetery, one of the kids began to bash away at the swingball, and another came to share the table with me, reading loudly from her laptop screen. I tried plugging myself into Spotify, but in the end had to admit defeat, and retreated back to the (far less sunny but much quieter) bedroom. Most of the time I think I'll miss lockdown. But sometimes I don't.
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