From the Editor
After living through the utter strangeness of these past two years, there are many things I will never take for granted again. Some are small and seemingly insignificant: the friendly smile of the person on the Tube unobscured by a mask, the cheeky leant-in whisper into the ear by a confidante, sharing an intimate meal… Others are more monumental, more traumatic and bound to have a more lasting impact. For instance, the damp squib of a festive season that was Christmas 2020. However you feel about this time of year (and I know some love it and others are more ambivalent) having the whole thing cancelled last-minute as happened last year was a particularly harsh blow. Like many others, I was unable to get to see my loved ones, stuck in…