08:12 Lindsay has a non-COVID coughing fit. A long one. To the point, her eyes are stinging. No one bats an eyelid.

08:59 Lindsay is talking about equivalent fractions.

“Oh I remember miss. We did this thing in primary school. Like one quarter. Or there was a one on top. Something like that. And we added it to something else. Must have been a quarter. So you add. But the bottom didn’t change. They stay quarters and then you can do the same thing with take aways.”

“Right, so do you remember finding equivalent fractions?”

“No.”

10:32 The class are looking at photos of African countries.

“Miss. Where’s the polar bears?”

“It’s Africa.”

“Oh yeah. I mean camel. I always get them mixed up.”

11:27 Lindsay’s discovered that if she just sits in her cupboard talking to herself like she’s giving a PowerPoint presentation, Ian will do all the chores and make her endless cups of tea.

12:23 Ian is talking about converting the garage.

“If we do it properly, we could invite people to stay.”

“Or you could move in?”

12:51 Ian nearly crashes. Lindsay needs to make a mental note. And a typed note. And a handwritten note. And a voice memo. So she can remember when he accuses her of driving badly.

13:27 Abigail has a question.

“Is this a leap year?”

“Why? Were you hoping for an extra day of Covid?”

13:56 If Lindsay don’t stop eating pepperami sticks, she’ll get stuck in this cupboard forever.

14:47 One of Lindsay’s students calls her a legend. She quickly takes a screenshot. That’s evidence sorted for her performance management target.

15:36 Lindsay goes into Tesco for wraps, cucumber and dry shampoo. She comes out with poo bags, a whiteboard, sugar snap peas and wipes. Oh and dry shampoo.

16:01 Lindsay’s helping Abigail with her German.

“Hang on Mam. You’ve just said that I live with my grandma in a bungalow.”

“It can be arranged?”

17:03 Boris is on again. Lindsay switches off from him and watches the man signing for the deaf. He’s much more enjoyable to watch.

17:11 Ian returns again from the in-laws.

“Did my parents ask about my back?”

“Nope.”

“My ankle?”

“Nope.”

“My itchy toe?”

“Err…let me think. No.”

17:04 “Mam. I’ve got a sore tummy.”

“Whatever.”