Terry Prone: It's 25 weeks on, and now I'm firing frozen food at the tiles. How's your lockdown going?

Between microwaving T-shirts and doing a bit of violent food storage remediation, I'm having an entirely normal week, okay?

One of my contacts urgently whispers 'can you talk?' every time they call. At first, I thought this was an acknowledgement that I was busy with important stuff — but now I reckon they're implying that I need help. 

Day 178

If I could find the person who first said “fail to plan, plan to fail,” I would choke them, because it doesn’t change behaviours — not mine, anyway — but sings like an earworm when you get caught out, as I do when I ring the Bank of Ireland helpline and get Jasmine.