Coronavirus: Hold the line

As I stepped out onto the street for my daily walk this evening, I could hear nothing but birdsong. I live on a busy street in London, and at 6pm the road would normally be full of cars, engines whirring, horns beeping, indicators flashing. But today there was only emptiness, stillness, and birdsong. The message has got through, the world is on pause, and we are finally staying at home in anticipation of what’s to come.

And we need to hold the line.

If a week’s a long time in politics, it’s an even longer time in a pandemic. I was trying to remember how long…