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Locked down in Melbourne and unable to see each other, Paul Mitchell and his son bonded over bolognese

Five weeks into a six-month study exchange in Europe, coronavirus sent my 20-year-old son back to Melbourne. He moved into his first share house, with three friends. Because restrictions meant I couldn’t go inside, we went for a socially distanced walk to catch up.

“What do you think of my haircut?” he asked, taking his beanie off to reveal a shaved head. With his beard and height, I told him he looked like the Melbourne AFL ruckman Max Gawn.

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