Today was not what I expected. Got up earlier than usual and did an hour of overtime before work. It felt very weird getting all the way to work and it still being pitch black outside.

I made it to about 10.30 and then my manager appeared to tell me I needed to go home and isolate, and that a PCR would be arranged for me. There was a faff for a while to try and sort me out a laptop so I could work from home, but in the end they gave up on that and will send me one over, maybe tomorrow.

Have spent the afternoon in bed (it’s cold) feeling guilty for not working and feeling even guiltier for all the plans we both have in the next few days which now might be cancelled.