My mate Anthony posted a picture on FB yesterday showing he went into a countryside pub close to us, saw there were very few people there so he sat in the beer garden for a bit of a rest and he was approached by a barmaid who asked him what he wanted to drink. Nobody was dressed up like a heart surgeon (who dress like all other surgeons - apart from Orthopaedic surgeons who you'd have been better describing), the toilets were open as normal, there was no queue and as it was outside, no hand sanitiser was evident. Looked good to me.If I have to queue; NO!
If it's rammed; NO!
If I have to social distance; NO!
If I have to book a time to go for a pee; NO!
If the bar staff are togged up like heart surgeons; NO!
If I have to use hand sanitizer every 5 minutes; NO!
It could be a long time before I visit a pub then, but so be it.
Today, I learned one of our operating theatre crew - there's only him and me left working - had made plans to get transferred from ICU to a general ward and it's estimated he'll be out before this weekend after making a good recovery from the virus it's reckoned he'd picked up in theatre. We all have a once-a-month night out and when the next one rolls around (it will be in July), we reckon and hope he'll be amongst our number.