My Christmas in quarantine: a Covid carvery, Santa patrols and paper bag decorations

Escaping the UK to spend Christmas alone in a New Zealand Novotel was a small price to pay to rejoin my family in relative freedom

On my third day of quarantine, a nice nurse gave to me: a swab up my nasal cavity. It also happened to be Christmas.

Along with nearly 6,000 other returning New Zealanders, I was spending the festive period in quarantine at a government-managed hotel.

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