They’ve shut the pubs for two weeks because apparently COVID-19 has a special taste for alcohol. Parks, however, appear to be safe places. Hundreds of folk within an inch of each other. But it’s okay, COVID-19 doesn’t like parks.

A few cheeky ciders in the Ardmillan Hotel beer garden, getting bitten to fuck by midges and stung by ravenous wasps (the insects, not White Anglo-Saxon Protestants).
It’s a ritualistic endeavour and that’s my dream for the summer.