Pharmacy window

We left the house for a wee while and went for a walk this afternoon around an eerily quiet village. Hubby needed some painkillers for his recovering shoulder so we came back via the chemist. Much to our surprise he was able to buy a couple of packets of paracetamol from the small stock that was on the shelves. The shop had taken precautions as detailed on the posters on the window, only four customers at a time, markings on the floor and no cash sales. The new normal still feels strange.