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Letting people meet increasingly large groups outside is not going to meet a lot of people& #39;s emotional needs. I& #39;ve discussed with my parents whether they could drive across the county to meet me outdoors but at some point, someone& #39;s going to need the loo.
It may also be just about possible, with me walking and him cycling, for me to exist in the same park as my partner for about five minutes before we& #39;d have to turn around and head back again. This would be far more upsetting than helpful.
Really this discussion should be led by people who live alone (of which I am not one) but this unnuanced, robotic approach to "social contact" strikes me as insulting, dehumanising and counterproductive. I don& #39;t want "contact" if it feels like prison visiting hours.
It& #39;s starting to feel like they& #39;ll open every part of the economy, including cinemas, pubs with gardens, and so on, but I still won& #39;t be allowed to let someone into my house unless they& #39;re paid to be there. And so I still won& #39;t see anyone from other households until... aaaaargh.
And they& #39;ll be surprised - completely staggered - that people are breaking the rules because look, we can travel any distance (if we drive) and meet anyone we want (if they have a huge bladder) so why can& #39;t we all just COMPLY and be happy?
If you told me the lockdown would last another year but that this would be done sensibly and would stop the virus then I& #39;d adjust and find a way through. It& #39;s the constant shifts and fleeting glimmers of hope that maybe *two* households could *merge*, that& #39;s what& #39;s getting to me.
