But, if I walk into a shop minus mask, does someone have the right to tell me to 'do one'? Does a shopkeeper have the right to bar anyone they want from their premises?
If I then tell them that wearing a mask causes me distress (it does) will they believe me and then let me in? Or will I need a note from the doctor? This is the first I'd heard of this 'distress' factor. I thought it had to be on medical grounds which, in itself, covers an awful lot of scenarios.
As for the bubbles - sorry, totally lost! Today it might be 6 members of the family in one bubble but tomorrow it could be 10 friends in 2 bubbles etc etc.
I've given up trying to work it all out (not that I tried very hard in the first place because the whole thing, whilst I was out and about yesterday, made me suspect I was taking part in some kind of Heath Robinson photo shoot). I shall reluctantly don a mask to go on a bus (because otherwise I won't be allowed on) and to go into my GP's which I shall only do when absolutely necessary (because otherwise I won't be allowed in).
By the way, the 'new normal' on a bus is the driver shoos you away from the door (even wearing a mask) because you apparently have to give the people getting off about a square mile of distance, It is only once you have sat down that you notice all the notices plastered everywhere: re masks, 2 metres (out of date?) etc. It was only half way there that I also noticed a smiley yellow face plastered on the window next to me telling me I could sit there (too late, I already had!) and red crosses on the windows next to the seats directly in front and adjacent to me. I felt like a leper!! (sorry, if that's leper-ist).
It all felt as if I'd inadvertently stepped into a Monty Python sketch (but you wouldn't have known I was secretly smiling because my (by now, very sweaty) face was covered).
But, just to show, I was brought up right and know my manners, I still thanked the driver as I got off the bus!!
Please, please, please.. those clever people in Oxford and other places, come up with a vaccine soon before we all need psychotherapy or, in my case. a case of good pinot grigio ( a much more effective therapy).
Wake me when its all over.