Stuck at home, I was going out of my mind.
It was the beginning of the pandemic last year, and I’d been forced to stop working in fashion retail recruitment.
As I was self-employed, it meant I lost the majority of my income, and it was such a stressful time.
However, with my husband Sean, 37, being a key worker, it meant I was home alone with our two boys – Sonny, five, and Bobby, two.
As much as I loved spending time with them, I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t tough.
Some days, I found myself going around the bend.
‘Beck, you need to get yourself a hobby,’ Sean told me one day.
Since the lockdown began, I hadn’t had a moment just for myself.
So, whilst…