Black skies over Clachanaharry

Black skies everywhere, I guess, due to the you-know-what. I realised that when Jim the barman poured my pint of Yarl wearing blue surgical gloves and sporting a face mask, that things have changed. 'That will be fourteen pounds fifty,' he said. I've just read elsewhere on this very website, that someone is going to rap someone else's window, in case they haven't disinfected their doorbell. It's a virus. It's effects are similar to flu and pneumonia. The only difference is that there is not a vaccine, but I believe that one is coming soon.