I’m done with the relentless ABUSE. Whether here on my own website or anywhere that I comment or by people who know me or by shopkeepers/pedestrians/shoppers/dog walkers/delivery people/fellow car parkers in car parks/my doctor’s surgery/shop assistants – long list!

Today, my local wool shop re-opened after weeks of being #shut. I walk in and ask (very politely) if I’m allowed in without a mask.

I get interrogated.

I’m EXEMPT, says I.

WHY? says she.

I think that’s between myself and my doctor, says I.

She puts on HER mask and let’s me in. I browse. Pick up a ball of wool and ask (very politely) if she has 10 of these in the same colour.

She looks at the wool that I’m holding in my hand and BREATHING all over.

I got what I went in to buy but I’ve a feeling that she is one ball of wool down in her next stock take. The one that I was holding and she ceremoniously burned in the back yard minutes after I’d left.

The above could come from a work of fiction. But it didn’t. It happened to ME this morning :o(