I was out making sewing deliveries to hospital and GP surgeries yesterday, my trusty fabric face covering in use as I approached each location.
By the time I got inside the last surgery, I was quite hot and bothered, having just negotiated a busy road and a complicated entry procedure to get to reception.
I was then asked to submit to a temperature check with one of those gun thingies. Slightly nervous now – would I fail? I felt as though I was well above normal. As it happened, my reading was low! 32.5°C! Perhaps it had something to do with being out in the chilly breeze for half an hour. Or perhaps it’s just me…
Clearly I’m hot, but chilled.
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