Of all the new routines that are emerging, one of my favourites is my picnic breakfast, sitting on a bench in the square in front of the main University buildings.
I have a flask of hot coffee, and a foil parcel of wholemeal toast and peanut butter. There's no time to eat at home - and it's too early anyway - so I bring it with me.
I watch the squirrels and the pigeons pottering around the square, and see the other nursing and midwifery students starting to arrive for early lectures. I admire the beautiful old windows in the terraced houses around the square and turn my face to the sky to soak up a little of the early morning sunshine.