its not so bad
when you think back when we were kids
the man of the house came in, washed, had his diner [not always in that order]
sat down with a newspaper beside the radio and remained there until bedtime
unless he had to batter young crabby of course, that was his exercise [not every night thank god, but often enough]... but how boring was that for a life, ok when i got older i learned how to bob and weave, so that entertained him also, but what kind of life might that be for you and i... my son is bigger than me plus i sent him to boxing classes...sigh, we dont even have a cat i could kick...
so i will just concentrate on following the govt code-lines and keeping my head down, i have several masks in my car and i now park switch of claim a mask, walk across the carpark then just before entering the store, i put on my mask, i select a trolley go thru the doors spend a few minutes sanitizing the trolley and my hands then orf i jolly well go, either i dont understand social distancing or no other bugger in Cambridge does, but i do my best, as i hope the rest of you do...