Wednesday 25th November 2020, 11.10am (day 3,380)
No, I won’t do it. I won’t stay cowering at home, plugged into the Matrix and denied the world outside. My physical and mental health — the things we’re supposed to care about, right? — these are too important. And most of the woods and parks that I am frequenting are pretty busy with other people, suggesting that these souls, at least, have taken the same decision. It is not for the gaggle of failed journalists and lobbyists for the tobacco industry who got themselves elected about a year ago to tell us what is healthy and what is not.
Being 42 
A short distance, it says you are allowed to go. Now this is ambiguous but I’m happy to take that and run with it. For me it at least a 30 minute drive from home then walk all day. So that’s me and I’m taking it at weekends. In the week, with work, its from the doorstep but that is what it is. For me take what you can and ignore those sculpted at Eton