Jenni Wyn Hyatt

In the beginning I was outside with the neighbours, clapping, banging saucepan lids, full of enthusiasm, showing our appreciation for …

I’m on a twelve-week lockdown – there’s no dust to be seen; I’m such a busy bee the house has …

Remember the refuse collectors, hoisting, hauling, heaving, constantly breathing the stench of putrefaction, backs breaking, feet aching, hands chapped and …