Six years ago today, the UK went into lockdown.
And I don’t think any of us really understood what that meant at the time.
Everything felt strange.
Quiet.
A bit unreal.
Shops were empty.
The roads were still.
And suddenly, we were all just… at home.
Trying to make sense of something none of us had experienced before.
Everyone remembers different parts of that time —
banana bread, daily walks, endless scrolling, trying to create some kind of routine out of nothing.
But for me?
There’s one very specific memory that stands out.
And it involves Basil Brush.
Because in the middle of all that uncertainty…
I asked him to sing a song.
And he actually did.
Just for me.
And I know how that sounds 😭
But in that moment, it felt so personal. So unexpected.
Like a tiny bit of joy had found its way through all the noise.
While the world outside felt confusing and overwhelming,
I had this small, oddly specific moment of comfort —
a familiar voice, a bit of silliness, something that felt safe.
Looking back now, it kind of sums lockdown up perfectly.
It was strange.
It was emotional.
It didn’t make much sense.
But it was also full of these little moments —
the things we turned to, the things that made us smile,
the things that helped us get through it.
And for me, one of those things was…
a fox singing a song.
Honestly?
That feels very on brand for me 😂
It might not be “traditional nostalgia,”
but it’s still a memory that feels locked in time —
a moment that only makes sense when you think about then.
Six years later, life feels different again.
Fuller. Brighter. More certain.
But I still look back at that moment and smile.
Because even in the middle of something so strange…
there was still room for joy.
— A 💖
Asten Does Nostalgia 
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