Spot the Head

The Little Misses were in their rooms all day.
Mr K was in his office all day.
It was just me and Archie.
And the TV, seven million cups of tea and my book.
I couldn’t believe it this morning when a Facebook memory came up with a joke about Brexit - the one where parliament is still re-enacting the voting down of Theresa May’s deal in thousands of years but no one knows how the ritual starts. I cannot - cannot!!!! - believe it’s been a year.
It gave me hope that soon it’ll be a year’s time - nothing like wishing your life away!! - and Coronavirus will be a memory.
All the memes and videos and rainbows. It’ll be something we got through.