I remember going to the hairdresser on the Saturday before lockdown in March. We spoke about how surreal everything was, and at the end as I was paying she hugged me and told me to stay well, and I said I hoped to see her soon. When I next saw her in July I wanted to hug her SO badly.
The following week, saying goodbye to my final year students, and gaily saying I would see them in a few weeks. I didn’t even get to see them at graduation, because it was cancelled! They clubbed together at the end of term and got me the most amazing gift, which a student who lives close by hand-delivered. I was so happy to see him at the door, and both of us stood and cried in the street.