The new normal approaches, and it will indeed be midsummer. What's it all about again? | CATI CLADERA
I remarked to one of the theatre group the other day that I could barely believe that three months had passed since the post-production fish and chip dinner. There had been the odd quip that evening in early March. "No hugs, I'm social distancing." They were quips, little jokes. Someone reckoned that Listerine would act as a decent hand sanitiser: the alcohol content, you see. How little we knew, understood or expected. A week later, and the world as we did know it came to a halt.