That’s interesting thanks, John.
I’ve managed to get home deliveries throughout, so I have avoided supermarkets, and will continue to do so. That’s been quite a struggle, but sounds like it was worth it.
Here in the village, 2 metres has been pretty well respected. When out walking, people will invariably facilitate passing one another by edging into a hedge, or into the road which has been blissfuly devoid of traffic.
There’s one quiet lane that’s probably just about 3 metres wide, houses both sides. On VE day, I noticed neighbours were enjoying drinks and eats, settled in their own front gardens, whilst enjoying conversations with those living opposite. As in a street party, but having to shout not talk. I did wonder if that was stretching the rules , but if that’s the naughtiest thing that happened, our village has probably not done too badly.
I have various bits of furniture and walls in the driveway at front of my house and delivery drivers are happy to co-operate, generally they wait until I point at a location for them to place a package, so they can avoid even approaching the door.
Our local postman in particular has made it very clear that he’s observing the gap. In days gone by, if I saw his van, I’d always open the door and meet him in the drive to accept post and exchange pleasantries. He’ll have none of that nowadays though he tells me (from a distance!) that not everybody in the sorting offices are so committed. He’s still grateful though if I happen to catch his eye, and indicate he can leave something on the wall.
