We wrote the first of our “Staying in with the Corens” columns exactly one year ago today. So we thought this might be a good time to stop. The restaurants are open again, albeit with hard seating under flapping tarpaulins on pavement corners heated by evil gas burners, but Giles reckoned he had better get back to it. For this last one, we thought we’d look at everything we have learnt during this year of domestic imprisonment.
Instead of writing two separate pieces, we just opened a Google doc and chucked our thoughts down without noting authorship. If you want, you can try to work out which of us has learnt what, if anything. But you don’t have to. You might prefer just to mutter