Last Thursday afternoon was the first time in nine weeks that we walked together as a family! The boys have only been cycling for outdoor exercise this whole lockdown, and Mr Famapa joked and said he wasn't even sure how to use his legs for walking anymore. Made me think of sailors, and how strange it must be for them to walk on solid ground again, once they’re back on land after months at sea. It’s all change out there; we’re not out of lockdown yet, but walking down the road, you can’t tell. Everyone is out and about, and it almost feels like before, except pretty much everything is still closed. I’m due out for another walk in the woods now. I wonder how busy it’ll be.