My Locky-D Experience
Lucy Williamson discusses how to make the most of your time at home in lockdown
Hello. Exeter Alumni here – I graduated
last year two years ago!? (how)?
Following graduation, I took a “hiatus” to escape the prospect of adulting full-time and travelled to Australia for six months, which ended up being 16 months (10/10 would recommend). I’d been working in Melbourne for the last six of those and, with summer drawing to a close, I had every hope of travelling to sunnier Perth to catch some more Aussie rays before going on to explore New Zealand. These plans were quickly abandoned with the news of an exponential rise in the number of corona virus cases and falling numbers of international flights. With my job security also at risk, I booked a flight back to London. After one airline refusing to let me board (screw you Thai Airways), a last minute re-booking in the bag drop queue (love you Cathay Pacific), and a 12 hour stop-over in Hong Kong, I arrived back on home turf and back to my family home. I had planned for Canterbury, New Zealand but ended up with Canterbury, Kent.
But Canterbury, Kent isn’t so bad – I feel eternally privileged to be in this position – I have my health and the stability of a family home (a position, its important to note, which many aren’t afforded).
However, with my travel plans very much on hold, I then faced the slightly daunting prospect of having literally no plans in my diary for the rest of my life. Unable to go outside or meet with my friends who I hadn’t seen in so long and back living with my parents after five years (ugh!), I began to feel slightly claustrophobic. I guess I was finally able to empathise with how Gemma Collins felt in the Big Brother House.
However, I’m now trying to make the most of it – trying to become the model quarantine queen – a quaranQUEEN if you will. I’ve begun learning sign language, starting (but not finishing), a dozen online courses (hit me up if in need of counsel regarding the diversity of moons in our solar system), as well as attending various journalism online workshops on zoom. I’m trying to utilise this time whilst the world has stopped, and I can really think about what I want to do and what I’m really interested in. As Hadley Freeman recently wrote in her weekly column in The Guardian; “Bye Bye Fomo. Ain’t nothing going on outside, the party is happening here.”
Whilst my day might be muddled with my Dad agging me for eating lunch at 4pm or failing to become Tik Tok famous, my one saving grace today was that someone from the workshop slid into my zoom DMs.
Anyway, gotta go, got my 76thzoom pub quiz of lockdown with some friends (why did I put perfume on for it??).