The toilet paper wars you will know about but what isn’t observed is the run on flour. People have taken to baking out of the fear of contagion from filthy lucre. There used to be that cynically named Mother’s Pride industrial white sliced pan. It and its like brought people to the shops for their daily fresh bread. Mother’s attempt at soda bread bad as it may be has more ‘hominess’, it wafts as as a fragrance of care. The little boat like crust of hot bread with butter melting on your hand is a memory that actually happened.