Next to a headline saying that the Prime Minister is writing to every household about lockdown they have placed a picture of Boris looking very Molesworth in his specs, clutching his trusty Mont Blanc and writing a letter home during prep.
Dear Mater and Pater,
I am well. The second eleven played a cracking match against Harrow. But we lost. Please remember not to go outside. Please send me a fruit cake. Your loving son Boris.
He almost has his tongue sticking out with the effort. It's good to know he is using his lockdown time productively, unlike the rest of us who are messing about with jigsaws and the Internet.