There must be loops, connections and electrical shorts. Sometimes it's more like a scratch on a CD. Perhaps a knock on the head would work. If you try it, let me know how you get on.😉
But you don't want to be going in a cab until the test result has come back negative. It might just be a cold, or it might not and anyway you wouldn't want to spread it around. Surely it should be possible to arrange free pickup as well as delivery of the test for people who're too unwell to go out.
I wouldn’t go in the cab … I’d ask the cab driver to deliver the package and pay him to do so.
Cabbies here will pick up a takeaway so I’m sure they’ll post a Covid test. Or Id pay for a neighbour to take the cab.
I'm not sure that I'd trust a cab driver around here not to chuck it over the nearest wall and go on to the next job.
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@pansyface I think it's connected to Christopher Robin and saying his prayers, I remember something about "it's a beautiful blue but it hasn't a hood." I think it starts "hush hush whispers who dares Christopher Robin is saying his prayer" Is that an earworm? I know it will bug me until I look it up.
@pansyface I don't remember my mother reading it to me but I do have a vague memory of hearing it on the radio. Possibly Children's Hour, I distinctly remember "Good night, children everywhere" just before the pips at six and the calm soothing voice. I would have been about five or six and so that was bedtime.
I think there was a children's song with words like that. Uncle Mac would know
Yes there was … I remember it … “…Christopher Robin is saying his prayers …”
I thought Uncle Mac was the same person as the man Pa called Mac who lived at the garage on the corner in the village and mended cars. He was closed on Saturdays … of course. 😊
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I think it starts "hush hush whispers who dares Christopher Robin is saying his prayer"
Is that an earworm? I know it will bug me until I look it up.
I thought Uncle Mac was the same person as the man Pa called Mac who lived at the garage on the corner in the village and mended cars. He was closed on Saturdays … of course. 😊
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.