When the whole world went into lockdown in March 2020, I did the only thing I knew to help get myself through it: I kept a diary.

As a lifelong health anxiety sufferer, with a clinically vulnerable husband, and a two-year-old toddler, my lockdown diary will probably seem more than a little bit OTT to those of you who had a less anxious experience of the Covid-19 pandemic. This, however, is my story, and this is what it felt like to be me in 2020...