Take me back
Honestly bring furloughed for 2 and a half months was probably the best period of my adult life.
Alright, there was the niggling fear of deadly virus in the air, but it was glorious otherwise.
I remember all my mates had been furloughed and I was still working until my boss called one day and said ‘I’m really sorry mate, but I’m gonna have to furlough you’ - I was like ‘oh no. Anyway’ and spent the next 10 weeks sunbathing.
My partner is a nurse so she worked throughout and I didn’t have my son then so it was just me and my dog. Every day getting up at midday, lazing around in my pants, firing up the bbq and having a few beers without any guilt whatsoever. I even managed to make an album!
It really was the best time on a completely selfish level