The 2 metre rule should only be seen as guidance. You should keep the maximum distance possible in the situation. The risk of transmission decline with separation. It is not 100% at 199 cm and 0% at 201 cm.
I think there is an element of hysteria and paranoia creeping in here?Does the 2m rule apply to people in open top cars? Two blokes went past in a vintage open top car at the weekend and I doubt if they were a sufficient distance from the pavement or each other.
According to sister in law in Turkey, they announced a two-day curfew a few hours in advance, so hordes of people rushed out to buy petrol and cigarettes. She saw tv interviewing elderly looking folks on the street, but apparently they were all 64.Turkey has banned all under twenty and over 65 from leaving home.
Does the 2m rule apply to people in open top cars? Two blokes went past in a vintage open top car at the weekend and I doubt if they were a sufficient distance from the pavement or each other.
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you’re assuming they don’t live together
It certainly works that way with my stretch Rolls limousine. My chauffeur, Old Clinker, drives and I sit six metres away in the back, the little virus bugs, if there are any, are most unlikely to find their way through the alcoholic haze...And also assuming that two people can actually be 2 m apart in the average car.
And also assuming that two people can actually be 2 m apart in the average car.
Or the kids...I finding putting the dead body in the boot means it's more than 2m away.
Depends.Does the 2m rule apply to people in open top cars? Two blokes went past in a vintage open top car at the weekend and I doubt if they were a sufficient distance from the pavement or each other.
It certainly works that way with my stretch Rolls limousine. My chauffeur, Old Clinker, drives and I sit six metres away in the back, the little virus bugs, if there are any, are most unlikely to find their way through the alcoholic haze...
Haven’t the heart to take it away from him. Old Clinker does love his absinthe. And he’s such a good driver. I’m lucky. Every other driver we see is screeching their brakes, tooting their horns, driving off into the hedges or plunging into ravines but Old Clinker just purls right on through...priceless chap.You really shouldn't let the chauffeur drink.
Tell that to the ghost of Isadora Duncan!It's ok if they were wearing long scarves which flapped in the wind as they sped along...
On the night of September 14, 1927, in Nice, France, Duncan was a passenger in an Amilcar CGSS automobile owned by Benoît Falchetto, a French-Italian mechanic. She wore a long, flowing, hand-painted silk scarf, created by the Russian-born artist Roman Chatov, a gift from her friend Mary Desti, the mother of American film director Preston Sturges. Desti, who saw Duncan off, had asked her to wear a cape in the open-air vehicle because of the cold weather, but she would only agree to wear the scarf. As they departed, she reportedly said to Desti and some companions, "Adieu, mes amis. Je vais à la gloire !" ("Farewell, my friends. I go to glory!"); but according to the American novelist Glenway Wescott, Desti later told him that Duncan's actual parting words were, "Je vais à l'amour" ("I am off to love"). Desti considered this embarrassing, as it suggested that she and Falchetto were going to her hotel for a tryst.
Her silk scarf, draped around her neck, became entangled around the open-spoked wheels and rear axle, pulling her from the open car and breaking her neck. Desti said she called out to warn Duncan about the scarf almost immediately after the car left. Desti brought Duncan to the hospital, where she was pronounced dead.