This morning I decided to take Benson for his walk down by the Thames. I was surprised when I got there to see the river had burst its banks. Anyway the walk by the river plan was quickly cancelled. Even the swans knew that.
The spoiler is my realisation as I drive to the next driest spot that life is returning to pre pandemic modes. The traffic was pretty hectic with some long queues. I suspect before we know it well be back to plugging ourselves into the Matrix. By then it will be too late to look back to these quieter times with fondness.