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Social Distancing in a Shared House; Day 30: Realisation

Early this morning I have a dream where some weird infection is spreading over the world, and everyone has been told that they can only…

Apr 18, 2020

Social Distancing in a Shared House; Day 30: Realisation

Apr 18, 2020

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Social Distancing in a Shared House; Day 29: Nothing of Note

Distracted, lethargic, slightly sad, quietly and incessantly anxious. Bored, quite argumentative and prone to small but significant…

Apr 17, 2020

Social Distancing in a Shared House; Day 29: Nothing of Note

Apr 17, 2020

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Social Distancing in a Shared House; Day 28: Extension

C is weeing on the potato patch. This is one of the numerous ways he reminds me of my father. Which is disconcerting. Though many things…

Apr 16, 2020

Social Distancing in a Shared House; Day 28: Extension

Apr 16, 2020

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Social Distancing in a Shared House; Day 27: Food

Out on my daily walk on the common, an elderly man cycles past muttering ‘bastard, bastard, bastard’ under his breath. His rucksack and…

Apr 15, 2020

Social Distancing in a Shared House; Day 27: Food

Apr 15, 2020

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Social Distancing in a Shared House; Day 26: Spring Clean

I’m sitting on the floor of the mezzanine drinking gin and tonic with my feet in the last triangle of sun. From up here I can see a lot of…

Apr 14, 2020

Social Distancing in a Shared House; Day 26: Spring Clean

Apr 14, 2020

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Social Distancing in a Shared House; Day 25: Habits

C is still playing Football Manager. He talks about it as if it were a job. He is crushingly disappointed with his chosen team, Oxford…

Apr 13, 2020

Social Distancing in a Shared House; Day 25: Habits

Apr 13, 2020

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Social Distancing in a Shared House; Day 24: Railway Lines

Disused railway lines contain all the worst detritus of human life. Rather than the treasures, old coins, literature, art and music that…

Apr 12, 2020

Social Distancing in a Shared House; Day 24: Railway Lines

Apr 12, 2020

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Social Distancing in a Shared House; Day 23: Character

C has been communicating to me in the voice and character of his new alter-ego- the very disappointed and very right wing character of my…

Apr 11, 2020

Social Distancing in a Shared House; Day 23: Character

Apr 11, 2020

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Social Distancing in a Shared House; Day 22: Holiday

We are all in holiday mode. Holiday mode with the underlying stress that all your loved ones could die next week. But holiday mode…

Apr 10, 2020

Social Distancing in a Shared House; Day 22: Holiday

Apr 10, 2020

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Social Isolation in a Shared House; Day 21: Foam and Mainly Nothing

This morning on my way to Tesco I saw a runner exerting himself so hard that thick streams of foam were dripping out of his mouth and…

Apr 9, 2020

Social Isolation in a Shared House; Day 21: Foam and Mainly Nothing

Apr 9, 2020

Francesca Ramsay

Francesca Ramsay

Somewhat lackadaisical art historian. Freelance arts writer and editor. Very often not writing about art. Let’s talk: www.francescaramsay.co.uk

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