Although lockdown contributed to Younger Son's move, it also enabled Elder Son and family to move back to Swansea. So it wasn't all bad!
And, in exercise class yesterday, Sandra, whose husband died some years ago, reassured me that, 'There is no hierarchy of loss.'
Then, coming home from Zac's today, the man in the car behind me tooted instantly when I barely slowed down for another car. He picked the wrong week to toot at me. I made my way along the rest of the road at a snail's pace. I hope I annoyed him some more.
And finally, I treated myself to some nice soap.