A cracked ceramic coaster sits in the office. Made with the imprint of your 1 year old hand. You are ten now and strangely we are thrust back into that world of stay-at-home isolation. I remember the day we made the coaster. We went to the pottery place and covered ourselves in personal protective equipment. Clothes now safe, I let you smear paint all over the paper tablecloth. You spread and splattered colour everywhere. Once one hand was entirely covered I pushed it to the