I was talking to a Folk Club Organiser now principally a vintage shop owner/muso.
He spent time in the Netherlands. And when talking about shortages and comparing now and tales of WW2 I commented "on that scale, we are barely registering". He was told the Netherlands had it much worse, and (exaggeration maybe, but not that much) - a person could get mugged, shot and who knows, for the turnip in their bag!

Judith van Dijkhuisen who runs the Cheltenham Folk Club wrote a tune for me "Drowning in the Deep Canal" from her mother's memories of the bodies that could be seen in canals during WW2 - collaborators and maybe black marketeers.

Call me perverse, but it is at the level of adventure/amusement/challenge at the moment to many of us. Even (hopefully) if we get 'flu.

King Boris's 12 weeks will put us in the middle of June. Personally I reckon: bless his tiny little mind, he has a job on his hands. AND hoping, against hope.