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We’ve just taken on a couple of puppies a few weeks ago. I thought that we were only going to take one, but we had a choice of two, and the other one didn’t have a home, and when you’ve got two sets of little eyes looking up at you, how on earth do you make the choice?!!

Well, of course, we didn’t. We took both!!

They are gorgeous little things but they are incredibly time consuming at 12 weeks old!!

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I would love to say it’s the people who have gotten me through this year but I’d be lying; my biggest joy and achievement this year is blowing half our renovation budget on fish scale tiles. You’re all Welcome to come and take a shower! (Individually, there’s a pandemic on)

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This was my youngest son during the first lockdown, he was building a recording booth for our house from plumbing pipes, so it shows the the ingenuity of creatives, but a glimpse of what young people might feel!

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Without daily diary I don’t know where my head would be; began in Jan ‘20 and still at it.  (2021 is a dark green with my name on it - a gift from step-daughters xx)

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I’m the daughter of a Holocaust survivor. My late mum had a horrendous time in the War in her birthplace Poland and during the last 20 years of her life she started to tell her story to schools, religious centres and youth groups. She was awarded the Freedom of the City of London and a British Empire Medal for her work on Holocaust education and community cohesion. In her last couple of years I tried to help her tell her story. I promised her that I would try to continue her work.

As we all know family, work and life get in the way and there was never the time. Then lockdown happened and I joined an organisation called Generation2Generation who help the children and grandchildren of survivors to tell their family’s story. You are given a mentor and some training in research skills, reflective practice etc and so I designed the presentation - which contains testimony from My mum from interviews she did with the Shoah Foundation (an organisation that Stephen Spielberg founded after he made “Sophie’s Choice”),it also contains photos and I have given the presentation about half a dozen times online; to a school,  two universities, a synagogue etc. I am now a speaker for Generation2Generation and have my first live presentation at a school in May.

To have put the presentation together finally is my best lockdown achievement as I feel it honours my mum’s family - not one of whom survived the war. I hope this memory isn’t too serious - I have also done some very silly/fun things in lockdown!

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This made me smile when I discovered it, and I keep it’s location a secret… 😃

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Mine's a bit of a cop out as it's not me in the pic but...my sisters gave Heather a trampoline (Which I now have to move for every zoom!), and here she is having an early bounce. So, a vicarious happiest moment.

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I'll play but it's not a pic - it's a short video of me bubbling with my friend Maggie's cat!

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Here's the one I shared of my littlest (Ruairi) in Friday's meeting: the four faces of lockdown (Hope, resignation, joy and...malevolence)?

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I’ll throw in the ability to panic and laugh at the same time, as when the below picture took place and I was left scrambling, shouting into an empty house: “BUT THAT’S ME! I START THIS MEETING! COMPUTER! I LET ME IN!” You can almost see the confused hysteria in my eyes if you squint at the reflection.

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Hiking in the Cairngorms and happy about it!

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This was us visiting the seals in Norfolk. Blinking lovely. You can lock us down (again and again), but you you’ll never lock our spirits!

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I am attaching a photo from the Heath which had been my life saver (if increasingly packed with others discovering the same).

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Tom asked me to strike a celebratory pose as the removals van drove away, having unpacked our worldly possessions into the garage of our new home.

I opted for an “under-the-leg-clap” and I love how happy / deranged I look!