Nothing like a crisis to give you time to write? It feels strange to suddenly have time on my hands again, so long after I last wrote anything. Managing a restaurant does that, it swallows your time as readily as you swallow the cake leftover from a photoshoot. Now the hospitality industry is on ice, “furloughed”, waiting for the Coronavirus pandemic to subside. And until then, I am left with time revive the half-written pieces squirrelled on notes, the chance to use my brain in a different way, now that my schedule had been ripped from under my feet… Funny how my biggest worry a few weeks ago was coaching a supervisor to lead a busy shift?
On the plus side I don’t have to feel guilty about wanting to stay home and not waste my day off. And it is definitely a good feeling to be able to spend some more time in my own kitchen, even if I am irritating the hell out of the Pet Finn by asking him what he wants for dinner when he has hardly finished his breakfast.