I remember growing up and we’d all watch Neighbours on BBC1 straight after which was tea time. We all as a family moved from the lounge to the kitchen, usually as Dad arrived home, and sat down at a table. While we ate we talked. No TV in the Kitchen. No Facebook. No interruptions.
We used to talk about anything and everything. School. Scouts. Holidays. Who was walking the dog that evening. I can’t help but feel that these times for many families are lost forever.