#1 Image of myself at home during lockdown Imagining the world through the eyes of my son during this time of lockdown. He is surprisingly cheerful and inventive. He could play all day, but we also spend time home-schooling, doing exercise, planting, cooking, drawing, and tidying, and being lazy. Whenever I ask him how he feels, he always replies, fine. I’m trying to live in the moment, like children do. #2 what I see outside my window. I live in London, in an area called Spitalfields. It has Georgian houses, built in the 1700s by Huguenots Who fled France to escape religious persecution. They settled in the east of London and starter a silk trade that thrived for about a hundred years. Our house dates from 1727, across you can see houses dating from the same period, with recently built high-rise from the encroaching City, popping up behind. Living in the City of London, the lack of traffic jams and crowds of city people during the lockdown has been a refreshing change. Although of course we miss the shops and parks being open.