I entered England’s biosecure bubble at the Rose Bowl on June 23, a fortnight before the first Test against West Indies, and left on August 25, the last evening of the third Test against Pakistan.
Take off the four days we were allowed home between series, and I spent 60 nights in the Test team’s version of lockdown. I didn’t play a game. I won’t pretend I found it easy.
That said, we were looked after brilliantly in Southampton and at Old Trafford. So much was done to make us feel comfortable, and we were well aware that millions had it tougher.