A triumph of hope over….everything else
The last few weeks have been extraordinary. On April 12 came the Big April Easing. Not as big as the May Easing or indeed, the End of Restrictions Easing in June. Which may or may not happen, incidentally. April 12 was the day when hospitality venues were finally allowed to reopen for the first time since January. This meant we could technically sit outside a pub or restaurant in the spring sunshine, enjoying a Pimms or an Aperol Spritz. As the old saying goes: “Man plans, God laughs”. The Great British weather has put the kibosh firmly on THAT scenario. In February when we were only allowed to meet one other person outside for a walk, the heavens opened and the mud was biblical. Then in April and May – when we’ve been allowed to socialise outside pubs and restaurants once again - we’ve had nothing but rain, hail and howling winds. But pubs and restaurants opened nonetheless and the punters turned up in droves, desperate for a glimpse of Other People having fun. But was it