@Piglet you could suggest to your friend that he or she starts coughing vehemently in said situation (Into mask of course).
Separately, is it just me or is socially distancing in supermarkets no longer necessary. I've been cheek to jowl in the supermarket of late. We are all being let in - no queueing and the shops have been heaving !
I made a trip to the next town,taking garden waste to the municipal tip, and thought I'd visit Lidl while there. Social distancing while going round was fine, and everyone was masked, but when I got to the tills it was chaos. I stood on the yellow circle on the floor marking the 2m point. A woman came up to me and asked if I was in the queue. "Yes" I said, pointing at the yellow marker. "Well, I'm in a hurry, even if you're not" she said and went ahead of me, to unload her stuff onto the conveyer even though the person ahead was still uploading his stuff, and she was right behind him. Then a second person went ahead of me, again to start uploading onto the conveyer, even though it meant standing less than a metre away from the existing person. After four people had passed me, and I was still stuck on the yellow spot I realised I was going to have to forget the 2m rule.
Afterwards I realised I should just have put my basket down and walked out of the shop empty-handed. Everything in my basket was an "extra" and I didn't "need" any of it.
You must be much nicer than I am. The mood I'm in, I would have very LOUDLY said, "Oh, I see you've forgotten to keep your six foot distance, and your place holder is OVER THERE, at the END of the line, not the START" (pointing).
I went to a pharmacy today for my flu shot, the only place in our area that still has it available. I ended up waiting an hour, surrounded by people coming and going picking up their medications often without masks. Very unnerving. I felt like I may not get the flu, but could very well come home with the virus.
Just back from my early morning trip to Aldi for a few essentials. No problems walking round, apart from trying to negotiate a way round staff unloading huge pallets. At the only till, the person in front of me kept 3 m distance, but two school lads came right up behind me. I decided to ignore them rather than turn round to admonish them as that would have meant actual face to face confrontation.
In other news, my church choir is resuming practices in church this week. Two weeks of rehearsals precede the recording of a Carol service. There are only 7 or 8 of us, but even so I am not comfortable about this, though I am delighted to have the opportunity to sing. I cannot decide what to do. With only two sopranos I will be missed if I don’t do it.
Afterwards I realised I should just have put my basket down and walked out of the shop empty-handed. Everything in my basket was an "extra" and I didn't "need" any of it.
Use a trolley - it's much easier to occupy and defend your space with one. Even if you just want a couple of bits.
I think our local Lidl must have got a slap on the wrist from the authorities. It's usually like a warzone, but these days there's an orderly queue outside, and a security guard overseeing a strict one-in, one-out system. The other day I didn't have to queue for the till at all. I class it as one of the rare advantages of the pandemic.
Afterwards I realised I should just have put my basket down and walked out of the shop empty-handed. Everything in my basket was an "extra" and I didn't "need" any of it.
Use a trolley - it's much easier to occupy and defend your space with one. Even if you just want a couple of bits.
If your Lidl is anything like the ones around here, you can't access the shop without going through the till space (I assume there's some emergency exits as well). So, leaving your basket and going through an empty till will mean you need to interact with staff who are likely to ask what you're upto (I did that toward the end of October when looking for a pumpkin, having been told Lidl have them ... they didn't and the lassie there was apologetic, saying they'd sold out more than a week before). If you're going to do that it means you practically have to tell the staff that you'll be shopping somewhere where people respect the social distancing rules (or, even the common courtesy of not jumping the queue).
It has indeed been researched. There's quite a bit of prediction going on re sewage, which predicts spikes in infections a few days after it shows up in the sewage.
I gave up shopping in Lidl back in March.
There was socially distanced & controlled queuing outside, but the aisles in the local branch are so narrow, and people so impatient, that it is impossible to shop without having other customers pushing past you. I miss it, but shopping there is more risky than other supermarkets I can use.
I second the use of a supermarket trolley as vehicle for enforcing the 2m distance, although it is tricky if you are needing to guard the space in front from queue jumpers and also maintain the gap between yourself and the customer closing in from the rear.
Here in South Africa we have a new surge of Covid infections and President Cyril Ramaphosa will address the nation tonight -- what is locally known as one of Oom Cyril's "My fellow South Africans we must brace ourselves..." talks. We'll be going back into heavily restricted lockdown, alcohol sales banned in hot spots, a nightly curfew between 10 pm and 4am, restaurants to close at 9pm.
Some panic buying in case shopping malls are shut but most people don't have money for Christmas sprees and food shortages are causing concern in poorer areas. Many of us are hoping the lockdown will contain infections across the Cape.
Last night we had our weekly zoom dinner with our widowed friend in Scotland. She suggested that we 'dress up' for the occasion as we are approaching Christmas, so I wore a top with big silver sequinned stars on. Mr S said rather plaintively that he had nothing festive to put on, so we got out the dressing-up box and I persuaded him to wear the crocodile onesie a friend had bought him to wear in a crocodile-themed concert (ah, the fun we used to have ...).
It was hilarious and our friend said she hadn't laughed so much in months, and it would be one of the defining images of lockdown for her <killingme> It also provoked a festival of 'do you remembers' for us, which cheered a very dark and dismal evening
O! How wonderful to hear of the Christmas Crocodile being given the honour He deserves!
(What's that? Never heard of the Christmas Crocodile? Why, you'll be telling me next that you've never heard of the Great Pumpkin, or the Easter Bunny... ).
Ok, I know Glaswegian = from Glasgow, Scotland; but what is "cod" in this context, please? Thx.
"cod" in this context means usually a bad fake. In this instance, Atkinson does a bad impression of a Glaswegian, which his character thinks is a good impression.
We had a video call with my son and Granddaughter today, he’s tired but definitely on the mend. He’s lost weight, luckily he had a couple of pounds to lose. He had the fever, headaches and loss of taste but no cough. Our DIL is in the midst of her fever and poorly.
Our Granddaughter doesn’t seem to be in the least worried about being cooped up in one room. She knows the sounds of lots of animals and ‘chatted’ to us on the zoom - we said ‘what does a sheep say’ and she answered ‘maaa’ etc etc. It amazes me how soon little ones get on with technology. She was showing us her books and her dolly in the pram. She carries the phone around without pressing any of the wrong buttons - at one year old!
I feel a million times better for seeing my boy and the empty pizza boxes proving they‘ve used the money we sent for take-always.
Hugs for everyone impacted by this horrible pandemic.
Our local newspaper ran a piece this morning on what we can expect when we go back into lockdown, as is generally anticipated. Among the list of rules was the following, which I had to read twice:
STRIP CLUBS: Only permitted to open if they operate as a restaurant, bar or other food and drink establishment (takeout and delivery service only).
Our local newspaper ran a piece this morning on what we can expect when we go back into lockdown, as is generally anticipated. Among the list of rules was the following, which I had to read twice:
STRIP CLUBS: Only permitted to open if they operate as a restaurant, bar or other food and drink establishment (takeout and delivery service only).
...and as long as they keep their mask on (if nothing else?)
Our village defibrillator sent an alert that it had been tampered with. It turned out that an unknown person, presumably thinking that they were doing A Good Thing, had opened it to add a bottle of hand sanitiser.
The young son of my Pilates torturer instructor is now under house arrest, as another kid in his class has tested positive, so my next two Pilates sessions will be on Zoom again...
...I don't mind (it saves me having to get the car out!), but the sessions in the actual RL studio are much more fun than me writhing about on the floor of the Ark, with Herself trying not to laugh...
I sympathise with Herself - she also has a daughter (both kids are primary school age, or whatever they call it these days), and it must be so hard to juggle work/school/home commitments.
LL just got proof of his COVID infection in the form of an antibodies test. He has recovered in everything except fatigue, smell, and brain fog, which we're told will take weeks. But he's eating again!
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Separately, is it just me or is socially distancing in supermarkets no longer necessary. I've been cheek to jowl in the supermarket of late. We are all being let in - no queueing and the shops have been heaving !
Afterwards I realised I should just have put my basket down and walked out of the shop empty-handed. Everything in my basket was an "extra" and I didn't "need" any of it.
Our local Lidl has been better behaved when I have been in there.
In other news, my church choir is resuming practices in church this week. Two weeks of rehearsals precede the recording of a Carol service. There are only 7 or 8 of us, but even so I am not comfortable about this, though I am delighted to have the opportunity to sing. I cannot decide what to do. With only two sopranos I will be missed if I don’t do it.
Use a trolley - it's much easier to occupy and defend your space with one. Even if you just want a couple of bits.
I'd expect if your bum is masked that will help.
There was socially distanced & controlled queuing outside, but the aisles in the local branch are so narrow, and people so impatient, that it is impossible to shop without having other customers pushing past you. I miss it, but shopping there is more risky than other supermarkets I can use.
I second the use of a supermarket trolley as vehicle for enforcing the 2m distance, although it is tricky if you are needing to guard the space in front from queue jumpers and also maintain the gap between yourself and the customer closing in from the rear.
To be sure, you wouldn't like to have the staff overhear the last...
"Come on, people!" (Instagram)
Some panic buying in case shopping malls are shut but most people don't have money for Christmas sprees and food shortages are causing concern in poorer areas. Many of us are hoping the lockdown will contain infections across the Cape.
It was hilarious and our friend said she hadn't laughed so much in months, and it would be one of the defining images of lockdown for her <killingme> It also provoked a festival of 'do you remembers' for us, which cheered a very dark and dismal evening
(What's that? Never heard of the Christmas Crocodile? Why, you'll be telling me next that you've never heard of the Great Pumpkin, or the Easter Bunny...
Oh no it doesn't.
I did have an ex-work-team catch up this week which involved wearing festive hats. Well done to the three of us who remembered. >rolleyes<
Every time I see a crocodile, I think of Rowan Atkinson in The Thin Blue Line doing a cod Glaswegian accent.
Ok, I know Glaswegian = from Glasgow, Scotland; but what is "cod" in this context, please? Thx.
"cod" in this context means usually a bad fake. In this instance, Atkinson does a bad impression of a Glaswegian, which his character thinks is a good impression.
Whereas Alan's just trying to subtly hook us.
Sounds a bit fishy to me.
The last line is from (Christmas?) pantomimes? (Rummaging through mental attic.)
I use to take my cousin's son to pantos - she was too embarrassed because he always led the shouting - which of course delighted the actors.
He's probably in his 40s now - and I'm feeling very old.
Also available in Ireland as a verb, as in 'cod on' (about) or 'only codding'. Also 'codology' for foolish talk.
Our Granddaughter doesn’t seem to be in the least worried about being cooped up in one room. She knows the sounds of lots of animals and ‘chatted’ to us on the zoom - we said ‘what does a sheep say’ and she answered ‘maaa’ etc etc. It amazes me how soon little ones get on with technology. She was showing us her books and her dolly in the pram. She carries the phone around without pressing any of the wrong buttons - at one year old!
I feel a million times better for seeing my boy and the empty pizza boxes proving they‘ve used the money we sent for take-always.
Hugs for everyone impacted by this horrible pandemic.
STRIP CLUBS: Only permitted to open if they operate as a restaurant, bar or other food and drink establishment (takeout and delivery service only).
...and as long as they keep their mask on (if nothing else?)
Yes, a good thought, if a trifle misplaced...
The young son of my Pilates torturer instructor is now under house arrest, as another kid in his class has tested positive, so my next two Pilates sessions will be on Zoom again...
...I don't mind (it saves me having to get the car out!), but the sessions in the actual RL studio are much more fun than me writhing about on the floor of the Ark, with Herself trying not to laugh...
I sympathise with Herself - she also has a daughter (both kids are primary school age, or whatever they call it these days), and it must be so hard to juggle work/school/home commitments.