So we had our foray out to a restaurant last night.
We had already decided that if it looked too busy with not enough space between tables we'd come away.
Or if they'd interpreted the rules in the most miserable way possible and it wasn't looking like a relaxing night we'd come away.
We failed at the first hurdle as couldn't go in without downloading a track and trace app to our phone, which I would prefer to take a watch and wait approach to, to see how people are getting in with it first.
I can't see how a restaurant like this will survive. It's not a family restaurant and it's in a restricted area where only members of the same household can eat out together.
We ended up going to our backup plan restaurant, which is lovely but we were ready for a change and they must be sick of the sight of us by now.
We were the last people in at 8.50 and while the staff weren't rushing us, we started to feel a bit funny rattling around in there on our own.