I’ve taken the lockdown and social distancing rules seriously. So I’ve mostly stayed within 2 kilometres of our flat for the last couple months.
However, this weekend was this first time since early March that I ventured outside our London borough. I went up to the famous Hampstead Heath with a few colleagues to kick around a football.
It felt like a classic British “almost summer” day. The sun was out and small groups filled the rolling hills, but the wind still whipped a chilly breeze.
I found a moment to lay in the grass and take a long look up at the sky. It helped me feel a little less isolated, a little more connected, and a little more normal.
