MARTIN JOHNSON

One of the stranger spin-offs from the Covid lockdown was the way hitherto humdrum activities became positively stimulating. The child-like excitement of spotting the Tesco van arriving with fresh supplies of toilet rolls, the joy of knowing you’ve ticked another day off your sentence after glossing the skirting boards, and instead of hiding behind the curtains when the Jehovahs Witnesses came round, flinging open the door for a thoughtprovoking debate. At the approved two-metre range, of course.
My own personal highlight involved the cleaning out of an old cupboa...