Every time I see it, I think: what about un-love in the time of coronavirus? What about trying, desperately, not to love someone – to wholly forget them – at a time when distractions are limited and ‘skin hunger’ is rife?

The physical space we each inhabit has shrunk dramatically. Now, we must exist solely within the four walls of our homes, our horizons briefly and thrillingly expanded by daily exercise and infrequent trips to the shops.