In a bizzare bit of "returning to pre-industrial times," some of you may know that I run the bell-ringing guild at my local church.
Well, a bunch of my recent graduates have had their campuses closed, and two of my newest learners are faculty kids.
That means that I've got five teenagers, competent ringers all, locked into their rural little New England town, who're going to get tired of Netflix right around when their isolation periods end.
We may just stun the ringing world =)