On 4 June 2020, I was feeling a touch emotional. The walk I’d planned on Monday with Kim had been cancelled because she had a terrible headache. Now I knew it was a lot more than a headache, she’d tested positive for COVID19 and was extremely unwell. Suddenly the virus felt far too close to home. Kim was one of the NHS heroes we’d all been clapping on Thursday evenings and she’d caught the virus from the asymptomatic parent of one of the children in her care. Kim is much younger than me. She’s fit and healthy, she’s a runner and she was at home in bed not in hospital but I was horribly worried about her.
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