I ventured into the garden centre this morning. My first proper trip out since 16th March but after I had dropped DH off for a day's fishing I was strangely reluctant to go home.
Their one way system was very professional but Boy, it was long and winding! I'm normally a speed shopper but as I had no choice but to browse and follow the arrows I found myself chatting to the man behind me (at a 2 metre distance of course.)
He prattled on non stop for about twenty minutes about everything under the sun (which wasn't even out) I occasionally got a word in.
Before Lockdown I would have been polite but kept my head down, hoping he'd give up. This morning I found myself enjoying a chat with what my granddaughter would call, 'an actual human.'
When I got back to the car I thought, OMG. I'm turning into my mother!
Last weekend, in Rutland, the first statue in Britain of the late Elizabeth II was unveiled.
Have any of you got all electric cars? Pros and cons please.