After shaking my hand, Sir David Attenborough said he’d have to put his into “neat alcohol for five minutes to get rid of all the microbes”.
It was Monday 9 March 2020. There was a pandemic-shaped shadow bearing down on the UK, but the ways coronavirus would redefine our reality remained beyond comprehension. Looking back, it still feels unreal.
To shake or not to shake the hand of our most precious – then 93-year-old – national treasure? I’ve always had fair-to-good hand hygiene but now wasn’t the time to test that. I was pondering this dilemma outside the room in a Soho hotel where he was conducting interviews about his latest world-appraising documentary, A Life on Our Planet.
Another junket for a film was taking place in the room next door and panicky PRs were pacing the corridors trying to track down its missing star. A few minutes later, Barry Keoghan gave a shy nod as he headed into his interviews, and I was ushered into mine.
“I have clammy hands. Apart from that I think I’m clean,” I reassured Attenborough, who for 25 minutes spoke in his worldly-wise whisper about the changes he’d seen over his lifetime – as many as you could fit into 25 minutes – just as another transformation was taking place.
Exactly two weeks later, Boris Johnson would announce the first – but not the last – lockdown. The week after that, the interview was published into a world that had suddenly shifted on its axis.