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No sacred cows

I’m recovering – but I glimpsed the coronavirus cliff edge

11 April 2020

9:00 AM

11 April 2020

9:00 AM

So I’ve had the virus. Or rather, I think I have. Ordinary mortals can no longer get tested by the NHS unless they’re admitted to hospital and I was nowhere near that point. I self-diagnosed, based on having some of the symptoms, and took to my bed. Needless to say, Caroline is convinced the whole thing was a sham to avoid doing the housework, which has increased exponentially during lockdown thanks to four kids and no cleaner.

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Toby Young is associate editor of The Spectator.

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