Teenage Lockdown

The youngest is 17 tomorrow, frustrated that his provisional licence has not arrived in the post and not able to commence driving lessons yet! To be fair, he does 3 hours of A Level revision most days, but the above photo is the essence of his lockdown life - crisps, and multiple receptacles with which to put the contents of the fridge and cupboard on at various times of the day; a metal hairband to hold his long fringe back ( he mocked me mercilessly when I bought them, but uses them every day!) and a football in a bag for going to the park for a socially distant knockabout. 
But if collecting plates every morning is all I have to worry about as he approaches adulthood I think he's doing ok!