But I did enjoy 24 hours to myself! We don’t leave the premises anyway and have no plans so to do for the foreseeable future. Today is a cleaning day both inside and outside. Just weeded the strawberry poly tunnel and inside we are moving food and utensils and preparing for Passover. The lambs munch away happily, oblivious to all the work

Willow, the goat, is still keeping us in suspense

So Mrs Silkie laid her clutch under the Silkie house and hatched her chicks there over a week ago. Now the grey Bantie has taken the

same dodging tactics and Jeremy found her under the paddock hen house this morning sitting on a clutch of eggs.

I feel like a complete fraud (long may that continue). Sent upstairs yesterday because of a sore throat and a dryish cough, I spent a pleasant evening with the National Theatre’s streamed play. They are offering a production every Thursday night from their archives. Lentil soup was brought to my door and later a coffee. I woke early at 5.30 but fell back asleep after hearing grandson and Jeremy feeding the animals outside in the paddock. This room is graced with windows on three sides.

There are two beds and even my late mother in law’s chaise longe. Half an hour ago coffee and grapes were brought upstairs and grandson spoke to me from the hallway.

I feel fine but could get used to this indolent and indulgent lifestyle. Let me out please before I get too lazy and demanding!

Showing “One man, two guvnors” free to the nation on YouTube.

My usual coughing has turned a bit dry and the family sent me upstairs at lunchtime to await developments. I feel fine except for a slightly sore throat and an irritating cough. No temperature and I would like to be outside gardening. At least my triple aspect room overlooks the paddock. If I am temperature free in the morning (and well behaved!) my Jailers might allow me out.