When the pandemic broke, the first thing DH did was start driving lessons. We'd never needed to drive as we'd lived in London all our adult lives. Driving just seemed expensive and excessive to our needs.
DH got to be test ready, and his test has since been put back four times. Because: pandemic.
It felt like a driver's license between us was one route of escape from the city (when lockdown restrictions allow).
So we've spent the last year (or so) in two London postcodes, SW12 and SW17 (or maybe three as DD's nursery is in the border).
We're not usually intrepid, but were active and busy, we visit friends and family, we eat out, we go on holiday, most weekends we'd take the train somewhere.
I just feel like our world is so much smaller. Which I can hope with as I've seen other stuff, but I'm aware DD (4) probably can't remember a time before COVID.
We've been so lucky, no illness, noone close to us has been very ill, even now DD is in nursery while we WFH, and they've had no confirmed cases.
Does anyone else feel strangely trapped where they are? And so eager to get the heck out to somewhere different.