I used to really look forward to weekends. Friday night G&T to celebrate the end of the the week - doing stuff together on Saturday and Sunday, cooking something nice or a takeaway and a movie (if we weren’t out), on Saturday night - with a bottle of wine. Dreading Monday. Now I dread weekends - they really drag. We almost never see anyone and I feel I won’t speak to another sensible person until Monday. No more takeaways, only I drink the wine - watching endless repeat detective drama repeats on ITV3. Its SO BORING. Time for another G&T perhaps!