The rain may be here to stay for summer thanks to La Nina, but metaphorically at least it feels like we are at last emerging into the sunlight after a gruelling year.
The state government’s confirmation yesterday that soon masks will no longer be required in most settings, QR code check-ins will be phased out (except for high-risk venues), and school closures will end seems to draw a welcome line under the Delta outbreak.
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As Good Weekend editor Katrina Strickland points out, it was really people aged in their 20s and 30s who kept us engaged this year, and stopped us from falling into a complete COVID funk. Social media proved a game-changer, upending power structures and giving young people greater influence to change the conversation on important issues like consent.
From Grace Tame, Chanel Contos and Brittany Higgins spearheading the reckoning on treatment of women, to The Kid Laroi topping the US Billboard charts, and our inspiring Olympians getting us through the start of lockdown, Good Weekend’s Who Mattered issue, out tomorrow, celebrates the people stirring things up.
“It was Gen Zs and Millennials who pushed us most persuasively to consider old problems in new ways in 2021, who floored us with their brilliance and who, importantly, gave us reason to hope for tomorrow,” Katrina says.
I’m not sure about you, but the one thing I craved more than anything during lockdown – aside from seeing family interstate and overseas – was being able to eat out. As I ordered takeaway for the 65th time, or served up spag bol for dinner again, I fantasised about weekend brunch near the beach, date night at one of Sydney’s great bistros and mid-week catch ups with girlfriends at a buzzy local.