My new disguise when I go shopping and although I belong to the golden oldie group with underlying illnesses, whatever they may be, with the right protection you can conquer everything. I really did not want to go today, but it was necessary and so I ventured into the unknown on my own, not knowing what would await me.
It was the best shopping afternoon I had done in many weeks. People were few and we all kept our distance from each other. I then saw a shopper, a man, with protective plastic gloves handling vegetables. I decided I should also do the same, but gloves are now sold out. I then took two of those disposable plastic bags to cover each hand and felt safer. I eventually arrived at the butchers for my meat. The guy knows me and we of course had a little conversation about …… you know what, we all talk about the same today.
He took pity on my plastic bag covered hands and gave me a proper pair of gloves to wear, what a lovely man. In the meanwhile I have returned home safe and sound and we now have enough food until my next safari on Friday for the week-end shopping. And the supermarket has full shelves again. We are saved.