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One of my neighbours, who sadly has a bad alcohol problem, became the first person I have touched outside of my household since lockdown began when he suddenly lunged in for a hug after falling out of a taxi last night.
That's not quite true actually, I touched him when me and @HairyChris had to help him into his flat a few weeks ago after he passed out on the floor outside.
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Week before last I had gone on a long walk to find a Collect+ place that had the new printer thing that Asos needs. About 4 miles in 25+ degrees later I realised the post office could send it, so a queue later I'm at the counter handing over the package. A guy walks to the front to collect a form from the counter, being very friendly and talking to everyone, then he made the fatal mistake of putting his hand on my back while explaining he wasn't skipping the queue. There was a decent size pool of sweat by that point lying in wait. And thus goes the first human contact apart from my gf I've had in like 3 months.
Sumo
I agree. How people are meant to remain mindful of social distancing while pissed is going to be interesting to observe.
I think I'll be avoiding the pubs for a while yet if I'm honest.