The Diary of Kim Hawley aged 48 and a bit…actually quite a lot.

Lockdown Day….who cares?

I’ve hit the wall.

I’ve just cleaned the inside of the wheelie bin..will do the outside tomorrow.

Is it ok to blame my weight gain on the gym being closed now?

Nothing to do with eating toffee popcorn for breakfast?

Why exactly doesn’t breakfast have pudding after it?

Am I the only one who gets excited when someone knocks at the door now? Am turning into the dog.

What shall I wear to the living room today?

When this is all over, invite us out, we promise we will turn up this time, we’ll even help set up.

Turns out that my hobbies are just eating and non essential business.

When exactly is the acceptable time to changing from ones day pyjamas into ones night pyjamas?

Is it now socially acceptable to cuff it?

Instead of an “are you still watching” notice can I reprogram my tv to say “are you sure you want to eat that as well?”

Is this what it’s like in Las Vegas? You can drink cocktails at any hour, lose money by the minute and have no concept of day or time?

Does the in “sickness and in health” part, cover worldwide pandemics – no get out clause?

I can’t wait to hit my grandkids with “well, back in 2020…” if they say they’re bored.

Remember last year when the worst thing that happened was the Game Of Thrones final episode?