During the early months of 2020 I stitched a list into an old dressing gown cataloguing our daily consumption: food, cleaning products, alcohol and pills, exposing excess and boredom : the routines, requirements, treats and medications needed to survive life in the days before, during and, as it turned out, after the pandemic. The stitching was both tedious and obsessional. I experienced an urgent need to be slow and practical while making something resolutely impractical, and while trying to avoid excess self-medicating. Lists have often helped me in times of uncertainty.