Shudder!!!!

So I needed to go out and get some petrol....

 

( Cut for arachnophobia )

 

The petrol station is just up the main road into town, which runs past my back fence, and it was about 5PM by the time I got out to go, which would normally be nose to tail on the best of days, and given there's currently some roadworks, worse than that in normal circumstances. Today was about quiet Sunday levels, so it doesn't look like Boris's everyone back to work now is getting a lot of takers. There was some sort of PPE dispenser arrangement on the pump handle, but I didn't actually notice it until I finished - it said something about gloves and I was already gloved so I ignored it. At a quick glance it was dispensing a sheet of plastic film and claiming that was better for the environment than an actual glove - also much easier to source, I would imagine. Inside was relatively busy - it's a mini-M&S - but the only real difference was that they had perspex screens on the tills. I tried to use contactless, but their machine and my card wouldn't cooperate, so I had to do it the old-fashioned way and type my pin, which meant gloves off - and a thorough hand washing when I got home.

The GP in this Guardian story  lived on the next street over from my mother and sister. She wasn't their GP and they didn't know her, but that's too close for comfort. Sobering, as was noticing an ambulance and police car outside one of the local care homes when I was driving home.