Son read mum great granddaughter’s school report. It was excellent – long may it continue! When the children left I went back

and Mum and I reminisced and also talked about Mack, our rescue cat who was run over more than two years ago. Mum has perfect recognition of the sunny, summer afternoon when it happened and how sad it was to watch him suffer. Strangely we are all getting used to visiting in this “new normal” way. We don’t like it but we have adapted and are grateful to be able to see each other – even if it’s through a window. At least we are now able to open the window. One day we might even be able to hug. Maybe.