What are days for?
Days are where we live.
They come, they wake us
Time and time over.
They are to be happy in:
Where can we live but days?
—Days
, Philip Larkin

Larkin was right, of course: days are where we live. Right now, we cannot go to work or a friend’s house for dinner, or a delightful holiday cottage in Norfolk for a week. Unable to move, all we have are these days. Dozens and dozens of them, one after another: generally similar, with only tiny variances, as when you look at a picture of the young Nolan Sisters on Top of the Pops.

Start your free trial to read the full story

Subscribe to Air Mail to access every article
and search our entire Arts Intel Report.

Already a subscriber? Sign in here.