Sophie Lee's Blog
Welcome to 2020 and to the world of slhippocampus!

The new decade has dawned dramatically, trailing the carcasses of climate change related devastation in its wake, whilst simultaneously ushering in diplomatic catastrophes, threats of imminent violence, blundering despots, uprisings and nail-bitingly long-awaited court cases. How is this a welcoming introduction to my website, you ask? Well, this year I aim to soothe you with my random, rambling observations of modern life and I’ll throw in a sprinkling of minutiae to provide a brief respite from the madness unfolding around us.

I’m currently writing some new fiction so anything novel or short related is as thrilling to me as a… I dunno, a pair of box-fresh Todds are to someone by the name of Tarquin who is on his way to Tramps following a shooting party.

Please feel free to congratulate me now for not mentioning Brexit thus far. I think the national obsession here will wane slightly under Let’s Get Brexit Done Boris so that we may finally focus on the many other pressing matters that require our thought and attention. Of course, I could be completely wrong, but that will still give me something to write to you about, when they can no longer get urgent pharmaceuticals across the European borders and I end up in hospital. It’ll be jolly. Promise!

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I look forward to spending 2020 with you and don’t worry, everything will be hippocampus.

  1. 05 November 2020

    As the second wave threatens to either engulf us or merely tickle our shins I turn once again to my diaries which will one day constitute Corona-virus folklore!

    October 20

    All of a sudden Wales stick their hand up for the full English of lockdowns. They are signing on for a ‘six-week Firebreak’ to jam the circuits and prevent hospitals being overwhelmed. Upon hearing the term ‘firebreak’ I thought of all the unique Covid-centric phrases that have entered into common parlance in 2020. Among the many terms I never thought I’d use with casual frequently this year are

     quarantini, zoom-jowls, tier-two restrictions, track and trace, hands face space, fire- break, false positive, negative antibodies, corona corridors, shelf-sweepers, furlough, two-week isolation, Rule of Six, hotel quarantine, long- Covid, cytokine-storm, pandemic fatigue, support-bubble, anosmia, parosmia, R -number, Second Covid, Mink- mutation, excess deaths, work from home, social distancing, essential items, NHS […]

  2. 13 October 2020

    I’ve been inspired by the New York Times food writer this Autumn. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t end up cooking anything he suggests though I love his recipes and will get round to experimenting in the kitchen.. soon. See, Sam Sifton, also contributes a comforting quarantine-relief blog called ‘At Home’, on the side and I look forward to it appearing in my inbox each week. His is a remarkably soothing voice in troubled times. A little while back he suggested keeping a record of little things: the stuff of life that occurs day to day which you would otherwise forget. Such as the dog getting stuck behind a Halloween pumpkin at the green grocer or the reopening of the ladies’ pond on the Heath.

    I began recording my own daily list of minutiae which has now grown into a bulging iPhone note. Sometimes mine veers into very strange territory […]

  3. 10 September 2020

    I was going to write about how September has, so far, been a riveting month spent reclaiming quotidian experiences nixed by the pandemic, such as travelling on public transport for the first time since March (the Overground from Finchley Road to Shoreditch last Friday) and reclining in the cinema for the first time since I don’t remember when (Tenet on the gigantic BFI Imax screen on Saturday) but, with breaking news of an impending UK clamp down that will last who knows how long, these precious slash ordinary moments may once again be unavailable while we Don’t Kill Granny.  That said, Autumn gear changes ushered in by back-to-actual-school mean a quiet house and much less unpacking and repacking of the dishwasher, which in turn has freed up valuable thinking time.  Background processing if you will. So, in the spirit of a sharing, I’m going to disgorge my grey matter for your edification. The subject […]