Before lockdown, my home was a sociable place. But working long hours on the wards, it became a retreat with my daughter, dogs and a good gin and tonic
During lockdown, I was getting emails from friends saying: “We’ve done all the DIY, we’ve been spring-cleaning!” I was like: “My house is just a mess, the garden is a mess, and it’s getting worse.” I had a sense that other people were making these really fundamental changes – doing projects and finding new interests – whereas home became much more functional for me.
I was working even more hours than usual in my job as an NHS psychiatrist, so I spent less time at home. Before lockdown, I would always have people round; home was quite a sociable place. That all had to stop. It’s become more secluded – just me and my 18-year-old daughter.
