Truly was it epic!

Socially distanced queuing, nearly failing at the last administrative hurdle, being stabbed in my non-writing arm, and then recovering in a room with a grumpy woman looking on. Returning to the family chariot, to find that we had a flat battery!

While we waited for the sorcerer from the AA, I and Evelyn-Rose went on a sub-quest to relieve the bladders! Percy the Pig was rescued from Marks and Spensers. I had a triangle of spicy delight to regain my strength. Then hurrah the sorcerer is here and has breathed electrical life into the chariot! Homewards with Maccy Ds for tea!

[Update: This is a slightly codified post since obviously, this was me getting my first Covid-19 Vaccination because I’m overweight middle-aged and a family member of a NHS Worker, my wife. I didn’t make that clear at the time, because I thought it would be insensitive to the vast swathe of my friends who hadn’t had their jab at the time.]