Living on a cul de sac, off another cul de sac, I’m not best-placed to know whether local people are hunkering down at home, as I am. For all I know, every night might be party night in Howden and Goole. But I do know that the UK death toll has risen sharply today, and that it’s my responsibility to avoid mixing with other people. It’s ironic that we do the most when we do the least, and that the best way of pulling together is to stand apart.
Licensed today: Great Dixter House in East Sussex...
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