Quick social distancing courtesy call

Managed to squeeze in a quick run to the Navan butcher and drop off half of the slaughtered chicken population in Eastern Canada on the way back.

God, I miss the impromptu visits and calls. Not that I did much of them (in fact, when I have the opportunity, I am an antisocial sod), but it is the opportunity to be able to do them that I miss.

Especially when friends are more like family.