For some time now I’ve been thinking that life will never be quite the same again - in the early hours my mind has been drawn to a snakes and ladder board, you sail along avoiding all the snakes, and climbing and climbing and you’re almost at the top - but oh no you get caught by that final snake that takes you way back. I worry about my children who have had their lives planned out because they could. All been to university, work hard, are successful and now pay cuts, furloughed, one is a professional singer so all his work cancelled for the foreseeable future. Another at home with her children but still expected to do a full time job, on less pay, and home school. They will get through it and doubtless be stronger for the experience. Some of their friends, maybe even them, will succumb, but they will work through that as well, the human spirit is truly resilient.