I’m so pleased so many people really appreciate our NHS staff, and all those who are out there doing their jobs to help us all. My nephew, who is a driving instructor in normal times, has volunteered to be a dustbin man, or refuse collector to be correct. He’s ex police so is healthy and strong and so is doing this as a temporary measure whilst he can’t teach driving. I was clapping for him and all refuse collectors. Good on him. I was also clapping for my darling girl and her husband who are GPs and will probably have to soon be giving palliative care to the dying. I’m proud of them, but find myself feeling very teary when I imagine them doing this work. And we can’t even help out as we usually do with childcare for their three little children. A young woman, a nurse, who was my daughter’s age died yesterday, leaving three little children. I so wish we could do more than clap. It’s a very emotional time.