Colm O'Regan: The lockdown does strange things to folk

We are everyone now. Reluctantly admitting we are as basic as David Gray’s White Ladder being your first CD, writes Colm O'Regan

If you looked into our front window at different times over the last few days you would see a strange sight. At least three of the four of us in a line, looking at a screen as we kangaroo-jump, lung, Thor-hammer until we were red in the face. Man, woman and four-year- old. The fourth sits gaping at us or offering us playdoh ‘snacks’. It’s the kind of unselfconscious group activity you might only see in America.