Other than this cheesy pun (hands up if you recognised the reference to Gabriel Garcia Marques’s Love in Time of Cholera, one of my favourite books), I really don’t know how to start this post. I have so many things going through my head, so apologies for a bit of a rambly post, but I guess I just wanted to share how I feel in relation to our beloved hobby in these crazy times.
And it’s perfectly ok if you don’t feel the same, or even don’t want to read anything more the dreaded c-word (the new one, not the really rude one).
But I have words coming out of my fingertips – clearly a symptom of being stuck in the house with just my husband (who is not talkative at the best of times). And I do really want to know how are you all feeling.