The sun was shining, we would go on the hunt for that elusive toilet roll and queue patiently at the supermarkets
along with supporting one another along the way.
The cafes, bars and restaurants, and the majority of our local businesses, started to close, and furlough became a new word in our diction. Again, we had no idea what was to be for the next 12 months.
We adapted quickly. We flocked to the garden centres and DIY shops in a bid to get the jobs done we had
put off for so long. So many projects we had talked about in the pastbut never had the time to see them through were now a possibility.
Our social lives were stopped dead in their tracks. I for one was finding working at the hospital increasingly stressful as we had to think on our feet how we would adapt and change the way we work in order to protect our staff and the general public. I needed to find a way to unwind at the end of the day and during the long weekends.
It was then I started to paint pebbles. I have never painted, nor have I have…
