Mrs Steve is far more affected than I am. She's lost her two weekly exercise classes and her dance class, and she can't do her frequent coffee mornings with her chums any more. I don't do any of that and I'm OK with my own company. We have to be careful not to get on each other's nerves too much. We have a big garden, we're near the sea and the weather's been ridiculously good for five or six weeks. The dark cloud on my horizon is that my mum is in a care home six miles away and I haven't seen her for six weeks. Previously I saw her three or four times a week. She's too deaf to talk on the phone. I'm finding that pretty difficult to take, but lots of people are much worse off than me. The home's carers manage to do a FaceTime once or twice a week. Angels.