My DMiL lives independently in her own bungalow. We are ringing her twice a day, and popping over with shopping etc a couple of times a week (self-distancing, of course). She was quite frustrated and tearful this morning - it has been very windy overnight, and she was upset that tidying up leaves and twigs in her (rather large) garden had felt unsafe. She kept having to stop, as she felt unsteady whilst being buffeted by the still-strong winds. I was shocked she had even attempted what I see as an unnecessary chore. I told her she was doing amazingly well, as she has been doing all her own housework (she is fastidious) and looking after herself, doing all her own cooking and cleaning, extremely well for many weeks now. I promised that as soon as restrictions are lifted, we will be going off in my car, anywhere she chooses, and as fast as she likes, which cheered her up a bit. And there will be lots and lots of hugs. Believe it or not, she was 90 years young in January! We are so proud of her!