Crabb's tweet prompted some great replies, things sensible thinking people were stockpiling. Rosé and cheese (maybe I could be quarantined with this person), salted nuts, Tim Tams, potatoes (to make hot chips and vodka), coffee, shiraz. The whole thing has got me to thinking about what things I might start tucking away, just in case.

Not that I need anymore books in the house but it would be a great opportunity to read all those books you've never got around to reading. Or ones you've been dying to read again. I'd start with James A Michener's Centennial which traces the history of the plains of northeast Colorado from prehistory to the early 1970s. It's the book that got me started on this whole story telling thing. And then I'd reread Tom Clancy's The Hunt for Red October which is still one of the best thrillers about. Perhaps a few classics, some Jane Austen, the Brontes, a little Dickens.

But then I'd make time for books I should have read by now. Could I deal with Tolkien's Lord of the Rings or just binge watch all three films in just over 11 hours? The same with those Harry Potter books. I only did read the first one. I've never read The Slap or anything by Tim Winton. Hilary Mantel? Toni Morrison? Maybe Gabriel Garcia Marquez's 100 Years of Solitude would be the perfect book to take into isolation?

I know which cookbook I'd take into isolation with me. Assuming I had access to my pantry and freezer. Ross Dobson's 3 Ways with ... stale bread, is the ultimate quarantine cookbook. There are more than 300 recipes based on using 100 basic, readily available ingredients found in the average household fridge, freezer and pantry. Down to your last can of lentils? There's a recipe for you. Another book is Jack Monroe's Tin Can Cook which includes 75 recipes you can rustle up from tinned and dried ingredients. Whoever thought a can of mandarin segments could be so useful.

And speaking of cooking. Hours at home would be the perfect opportunity to bake. Yes, I'm over my ordeal. Indeed I've decided that baking might indeed get me out of something of a slump. When Priya was eliminated from Great British Bake Off this week she said something that really hit home. She'd had quite the year, she admitted, and felt a bit stuck and decided to start doing the things she enjoyed. "If you just start with the things you really enjoy, you can't go wrong," she said, tearing up after her elimination. I might have been tearing up too.

Perhaps, in my isolation I would work my way through Paul Hollywood's British Baking. It actually won the 2015 Gourmand World Cookbook Award, for best pastry cookbook, and it's full of recipes for Cornish pastries, Scottish oatcakes and Bakewell tarts. Indeed, perhaps I could do something of a Julie and Julia turn on it. There's a book and a movie I'd love to put on the quarantine timetable. Meryl Streep, Amy Adams and Julie Powell's fabulous little book. Powell actually cooked her way through Mastering the Art of French Cooking, cooking 524 recipes in 365 days. There are other cookbooks I'd love to try this with. Nigella Lawson's How to Eat, Nigel Slater's Eat, Save with Jamie, where Oliver has plenty of tips for shopping smart and wasting less, could be handy. Be a fun way to while away a few weeks.

But enough with the books. There'd be television shows to revisit. Mash, Twin Peaks, The X Files, The West Wing, ER, Little House on the Prairie, Homicide: Life on the Street, NYPD Blue, Cheers, Sex and the City, Fawlty Towers, and more recently Killing Eve and Fleabag. And some I've never seen an episode of: Breaking Bad, The Sopranos, Mad Men, The Walking Dead, Sons of Anarchy, Stranger Things. Any more recommendations?

And the three wines I'd stockpile? Keeping it local. The Four Winds rosé, a Nick O'Leary rielsing and surely Tim Kirk can spare a little shiraz viognier?

Two weeks in self isolation doesn't sound too bad.