We went out for the afternoon to a town at the far end of the county. Most time was spent watching the DCs take turns on a zip wire.
I did remind DH to take a face rag with him, and put a Buff in my hair...
We passed a Mountain Warehouse so I've bought DS1 a bigger coat to get him through the winter as the one he was wearing is a nice fit at the moment without much spare.
If mask wearing is a performance, please can I be nominated for a Bafta in comedy/ farce. Within 2 minutes I'd stripped off superflous clothing, the Buff kept falling off, but hey ho it's fresher air. I was clearly struggling by the till near the exit as the manager serving asked if I have asthma (I have been to the GP to query this over the years but it's never been confirmed in a non triggery setting). The staff were pleasant though. A lot of stock was on sale so DS2 picked up a couple of items too.
I'm not buying the "you'll soon get used to it!" as my glasses still annoy me after 22 years 
DH nearly ploughed into a mask wearer on the street as we came around a corner and I alerted him to the shit strewn all over the place so he was trying to dodge his size 12s around that.
I'm not convinced that it was dog either as there was a lot of sweetcorn in it 
Definitely not rushing off to any big centres/ stores that need prolonged time. The outside air is already humid enough to be draining work.