Lockdown Diaries: Inmates in Solitary

One of the most bizarre experiences to emerge from the lockdown, at least in our house, is the lonely, self-contained life of the inmates.

You’d think now that we’re all in the house,  we have lots of family interaction: no commuting, we all work/study/live in the same space. And yet.

We’re all in different rooms; not just because some of us increasingly crave privacy but because of work demands: there are all the phone calls, video conferences, webinars and online lessons to participate in at random times of the day. Then there are our different work habits: I like to work with music on; my husband likes to work in complete silence. Young Friend of the Elephants likes to ‘work’ with her door shut so that she can Facetime her friends instead.

Surely as a minimum, we share all the meal times? No. We all get up at different times and trickle downstairs one by one; all end eating breakfast alone. Lunch? Seems absolutely impossible to organise because everybody is on a different schedule. What’s left is dinner, just like when we were not locked into the house, and the rare occasions when people coincide by the kettle in the kitchen. I’m on my tea break now and I can’t find a single soul in the house who’s available for a five minutes’ chat.

My sister said her family was no different. And yours?

5 thoughts on “Lockdown Diaries: Inmates in Solitary

    1. You’re very right and that’s just it: We always have a freshly cooked family dinner, no matter what; now I expected that the other two meals would be like dinner times – but they aren’t.

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    1. No pubs open here yet… but I already had an e-mail from the swimming pool where I’m a member that when they do reopen, we will have to pre-book swimming too. At least they will allow people to use the changing rooms which public pools won’t (which is a non-starter for those of us who don’t have a car)!

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