A month ago I would not have thought that I would be writing my blog while self isolating. Or that, with so much time on my hands, I would be struggling to write. Like just about everyone, I'm a bit out of sorts. I have, mild, asthma and the stories of people struggling to breathe have completely freaked me out. Apart from a trip to the supermarket once a week, I am only leaving the house for a walk around the block. No nights out with friends, no choir, just books and TV. I

After my paean to patience in my last blog, another P word is nudging its way into my consciousness. Patience is passive. It asks one to take some time. Count to ten. Move on with caution. Perseverance, however, is more demanding. Facing pages of script which need to be revised, I can be seen quietly closing the Word Doc. and finding something else to do. I can hear the sigh that escapes from my lips as I approach, what seems to be, an impossible task. This is where my new P