Marian Keyes' life in lockdown: The postman and DHL driver are my closest friends

Author Marian Keyes writes about her day-to-day experience in lockdown, from doomscrolling on Twitter to writing a novel in between bouts of distraction (and snacking)

Marian Keyes: 'I ring my mother to check that she didn’t die in the night, then it’s time to start work'

I wake at about 4.20am and lie in the dark worrying that people I love are going to catch Covid and die. Now that it has my attention my subconscious offers up a couple of the more embarrassing episodes of my life and I burn with shame. Eventually I tire of this and when I start hearing the first buses, go back to sleep.

I wake again at around 8am and drink the coffee Himself made for me about two and a half hours earlier when he got up to go for a long run in the cold and the dark. (We are very different people, Himself and I.) We live in the Dublin coastal town of Dun Laoghaire. Calling it a ‘coastal town’ makes it sound nicer than it actually is.