So, it's been 3 years since the first lockdown happened, and it's honestly weird thinking back.
I remember that everybody got obsessed with baking sourdough, banana bread and got obsessed with making that weird dalgona coffee stiff by shaking milk in a plastic bag. Everyone panic buyed toilet roll and pasta, and we decided to clap for the nurses, because apparently they appreciate that more than pound sterling. And we all thought "few weeks and this won't be a problem".
And then of course you got to lockdown #3 and it was less baking sourdough and "just a few weeks to flatten the curve" and more "ah hell" - which, we all knew was going to happen, despite the constant insistence that it wasn't going to happen and they wouldn't be cancelling Christmas, but nevertheless you were watching Australia celebrating the new years with fireworks whilst you were sat indoors with the police threatening to fine you if you met other people in your home Spoiler: and you didn't work at Downing Street or have concerns about your eyesight.
And then it lifted, and we were masks for a few months, and so you forgot how the tube actual stinks of...whatever that smell is. And if you wanted to go abroad you needed a test and/or a vaccine pass, and to actually get back into the UK you had to fill out this form which was apparently essential to enter the UK, but nobody bothered to ask to see it at the border. And then purchase a covid test when you flew back from an official list of approved sellers, some of whom wouldn't send the test and just scammed you. Which, despite the "you must take a test or be fined", they never really enforced it.