Peninsulating

I knew both L and D before they took up with one another in about 1976. So they are old friends. In recent years, we've seen less of each other and of course during the current general isolation, the chances are even fewer of running into each other. But D has been a seamstress all her life and she let it be known a few days ago that she was making face masks. She charged a pretty nominal fee and L directed the money into a local charity for artists. And we got to see each other. Win win win.

We made the exchange without being closer than two metres. We chatted and all hands wished all hands well in the present epidemic.

Now I have masks that I can use to insulate when I am not strictly speaking isolating.

. . .

Despite our insulation and isolation, none of us is an island. We are as Mr Donne said, a piece of the continent, a part of the main.

Or, as Jefferson Airplane said, we are all peninsulas.