I’m sure you, just like me, waited anxiously to hear this week what the government’s roadmap for coming out of lockdown would look like. Since the announcement, I have been checking when I am allowed to do things and I’m happy to confirm I have booked flights to Italy in August. I shall finally meet my newest grandchild born in September and not yet hugged.
Which brings me on to the purpose of my post, I understand that all restrictions will be dropped on 21st June (if everything goes to plan). I quote from the BBC – ‘All legal limits on social contact will be removed.’ Yay!
If we have met before, you will know me to be a hugger and a kisser (cheeks of course). This was a custom I picked up whilst living all those wonderful years in Italy and one that I haven’t been able to drop completely since I returned to the UK. Having hugged and embraced people so naturally, for twenty years, it was quite a shock to realise people in Britain don’t respond so well to being hugged and kissed. In fact, some feel positively uncomfortable or, they feel like you’re making a move on them!
Anyway, Brits aside, what do you think is actually going to happen?
I mean, after months and months of staying 2 meters apart, how comfortable will people feel at being hugged and kissed? Personally, I think we are all going to be erring on the side of caution. As much as I love my nearest and dearest, I don’t want to make them ill and potentially have them suffer or even die from coronavirus.
Being a key worker in a secondary school, I have been lucky enough to have had my first vaccination at the beginning of January; I jumped at the opportunity when it was offered to me. By the end of March, I will have had my second dose which will offer me a higher immunity to the one I already have BUT, this doesn’t stop me from carrying the virus asymptomatically.
I imagine many of my family members will be really happy to meet up, but not so happy to give me a hug just yet. I understand. I think there will be plenty of people that I would have hugged in the ‘olden days’ but I won’t be hugging anytime soon. And this is not because my fondness of them has diminished but because I want to protect them and me.
Obviously, my kids in Italy don’t stand a chance. When I arrive in the summer, I am going to squeeze them tight with all my might and not let them go but I’m already thinking about potential quarantine time when I return and taking LFT tests with me.
How about you, who will you be kissing and hugging in June?