Apart from you, the only things that give me pleasure any more are food, drink, and things related to them. So while I miss you, and restaurants, and pubs, and travel, and travelling to restaurants, I still have the pleasure of food and alcohol, even if they must now be enjoyed solely at home. But then, just as self-isolation is little different to how I have been living for many years, eating and drinking mostly at home is just normality, for me. Except for those much-missed trips to New York. And your much-longer-missed trips to London.