My Plea

So now Boris has spoken (and in my opinion) with still a great deal of uncertainty and still way too much faith given to the British public who have been given chance after chance to follow government advice I feel like I need to get this out there. I may have misheard during Monday's announcement but I didn't get confirmation of police interference at that moment - only that it will happen if people continue to act the way that they are. Too many chances at this point. Just. Lock. It. Down.

Everyone has been dealt their fair amount of sh*t during this unthinkable time and I'm about to be incredibly selfish and lay out mine to get people to think about the gravity of it all and, even in their situations, how lucky some of them even still are in comparison.

Imagine just 8 days ago being given the information that you have 3-4 months to live, just one month after learning you have 12 months to live. There's no time to process either on a normal day, never mind in the midst of a pandemic.

Imagine seeing messages online telling you because you're in the vulnerable category and still undergoing cancer treatment that you are expected to stay for 12 weeks in isolation - which in my terms is equal to the rest of my life.

Imagine being told that during those remaining 12 weeks you have to maintain a 3 step distance between yourself and the people that you live with.

Imagine having to come to the reality in having to tell an extremely large percentage of your family as well as your life long friends - most of which are front line workers - that you will never see them again and those that aren't putting their own health at risk have a list of extremely strict rules to follow if they wish to see you before you pass.

Imagine using this time to plan your own funeral knowing that nobody will be able to attend.

Imagine craving as much normalcy for your children at this moment because absolutely everything in their innocent, carefree lives is about to have a shift on seismic levels.

Right now my children need a routine, which in itself is something that myself and my husband have worked incredibly hard to sustain over the years. Schools have closed. Max was only in state nursery but to me his last day in education was taken away from me and I won't be around to see his first day in school. I'll never see Isobel reach any form of getting an education.

My children need stability to help them and my family go through a time that no family should ever have to encounter. A stability which has largely been taken away by this awful virus ravaging the world right now. And I have to accept that this is still going to continue to get worse before it even begins to get better.

They say it takes a village to raise a child.

Well now I'm asking the whole country to help me to use the time that I have left to raise mine.

Please. Stay. At. Home.