Going to see my Greek friends, in Greece. I was due to stay with them in late May, early July, before it got hot and touristy. Going to New Zealand. I promised myself it’d be my 70th birthday present to myself, that was 2019, so it’ll have to wait. Until I’m 73? Husband doesn’t travel any more, he’s a physical condition that’s horrid if it flares up; he’s fine most of the time, but I’d have gone to New Zealand on my own, probably stopping off in Cook Islands on the way.
Taking public transport up to the Midlands to see grandchildren I’ve not seen since February.
Taking public transport to see friends so we can enjoy a glass or two together.
Getting back to the ceramics group.
Just wandering around anywhere without a mask and that soupçon of fear.
Cinema, restaurants, theatre, galleries . . .