How to get creative in cooking up surprises for a special day within four walls The plans for my boyfriend Will’s birthday, in early April, had been vaguely mulled over; a sign of how flippantly we took everyday comings and goings for granted in the Age Before Corona.
Would we take in the Hockney exhibition, followed by a cocktail at the National Portrait Gallery’s rooftop bar? Or keep it local with an amble to local-Italian-turned-hot-spot Maremma, perhaps stopping for a glass of fizz at that nice new bar that had opened up beside my yoga studio?
Downward dogs, choosing between an Aperol Spritz or espresso martini, galleries and expeditions beyond the front door that didn’t require military-style strategy - we had no idea how good we had