Neighbours are having a big street party. Posters went up yesterday - suggesting a picnic in your own front garden. Fair enough, good idea.
Today, out walking the dog, I'm invited to 'Come and have a drink' and there they are, all bunched together on the pavement, chatting away - social distancing all forgotten.
Of course, I declined and hurried past in the middle of the road! What's wrong with them?
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