We drove to Hil's mother on Sunday. It's very few miles away; the farthest my car has been in many months. Driving felt like I was abroad; I was aware I had to concentrate. I won't say I'd forgotten what to do, but everything was less familiar than it used to be. Once there we sat on the drive and talked through the window. It didn't feel as unnatural as it should have done.
Tuesday I drove to gym. My car has now done more miles in 2 days than it has done in the last 3 months. Walking into K2 Leisure Centre was surreal. The building is now being used as a distribution centre. There is a skeleton staff there looking after the goods (I am not sure exactly what was being distributed from there). The building is in darkness, like it's been abandoned. And the gym was the same. Cleaning was today's task; and things are incredibly dusty. It's like Indiana Jones is exploring a dungeon; things have not been touched for ages.
I have given myself a list of jobs. Nothing is going on the floor, it will all have a hanging place on the the wall. Nothing gets left in cardboard boxes; plastic stacking boxes with lids are the way to go. We hope to make things easier to clean once we re-open. We can see, when that happens, we will have to accept vastly reduced numbers. One way systems and staggered toilet breaks will be the thing. I have a nagging doubt we will have to dust again before we are allowed to re-start the club.