Just like last week, at eight o clock in the evening, the whole street opened their doors and stood at the entrance of their houses and clapped and cheered for the amazing men and women who are doing such an amazing job in the face of this pandemic. In the silence of the early evening, the claps carried from all around the area while someone released their stash of fireworks and a passing moped squeaked a little beep.

To the healthcare workers, the doctors, nurses, surgeons, cleaners, the porters, the ambulance drivers, the armed forces. Thank you.

The shelf- stackers, the checkout people, the workers in the stores keeping us fed. Thank you.

The butchers and green grocers, the factory workers, the postie who sees me in my pj’s every morning (sorry)

The wonderful teachers who must be missing their children, even the naughty ones.

The care home workers, the respite workers I see you working so hard with so little and such long hours. Thank you.

The vets and charities working without end right now.

You have our gratitude, love and admiration.