Each morning, I smile at our deputy editor Mark Story's photograph that he shares with the Hawke's Bay Today editorial team.
He seems to be revisiting his wardrobe from days gone by: Old university rugby jerseys, a tie.
The tie still fits. Not sure about the rugby jersey.
We are all working from home.
Each morning, we get up, and walk a few metres to work in our kitchens, lounges, spare bedrooms, garages, basements and if we are lucky enough, a home office.
The traffic is pretty light most mornings, although there was an accident at my place on Tuesday.
A size 11 foot collided with a 3kg weight.
A toe sustained some frontal damage.
Restorative justice is under way between myself and the person registered to the 3kg weight.
She argues her right to turn our lounge into a gym during the lockdown. Fair point, I have turned the kitchen into an office - I may have to join her gym.
My "office" is a kitchen table that is an unsafe social distance from a fridge loaded with chocolate.
It seems I am working in a lunchroom next to a free snack machine.
The chocolate ratio was bolstered by a large box of Cadbury Favourites. They were supposed to go to a Wellington family billeting our son on a cricket trip.
His cricket team got to Levin, where they turned around.
Someone in Wellington had tested positive for Covid-19 - they were told to go home.
My first thought when my son messaged us was "what the hell are you doing in Levin?"
I briefly wondered if someone had let him drive the van.
Anyway, the Cadbury Favourites did not find their way to a Wellington family. Just as well - the box had been tampered with.
Someone had squeezed at least two chocolates out of the gap in the bottom of the box. Maybe more - the Turkish Delights were elusive.
Especially when there aren't any in the box, as it transpired.
The thought of someone feigning appreciation while accepting a tampered box of Favourites made me smile. The chocolates are making me fat.
The dinosaur stopped by police in Napier this week brought a smile to my face.
There is something gloriously ironic about a dinosaur roaming the streets of Napier while humans shelter from a virus that threatens our species.
He was told to go home. He was probably testing the boundaries of what constitutes a "neighbourhood".
In my neighbourhood, a kiwi has emerged as a superhero.
Just down from the Botanical Gardens, someone has chalked a mural on a wall of a kiwi with a laser beam coming out of its eyes, zapping an alien-like coronavirus.
It is an awesome mural. It gives me hope. And it made me smile.
Stay home. Stay in your neighbourhood. Stay positive. And find reasons to smile.
• Covid19.govt.nz: The Government's official Covid-19 advisory website
