This morning I went up to the doctors to make an appointment for my son, and there was only me in the queue. (Can a queue of one even be called a queue?)
This has never happened before. I mean never, in the history of me going to the doctors to make an appointment for anyone.
From this I deduced that 1: two thirds of the estate on which I live are dead. And 2: The remaining third had not got up yet.
Cue my best ever least waiting time. There’s always a bonus.
Have a great weekend everybody. I hope your communities are hanging on. (Apart from Jerusalem’s Lot. Those guys are gone.)
See you on the flip side.