We went. It was fooking marvellous.
There weren't many people there at all so I easily stayed 6m apart from other shoppers. I wore a mask.
I bought some dog food (I THINK that's allowed?!) I should caveat this by saying we very very rarely go to the supermarket because we have Gousto deliveries every week (maybe that makes me even more of an "entitled twat" - I don't know!) One of the reasons we would go to the supermarket is to buy dog food and quite frankly, you're lucky if you don't get licked/spat on by some of the single-celled organisms that frequent our local Tesco, so discovering that the garden centre sells the only brand of dog food our dog will eat (he has a dodgy arse), I consider this to be a victory and a viable alternative moving forwards!
I also bought a new face mask (as mine is a bit worse for wear now) and some liquorice torpedoes for my DH as he's never been so stressed or worked so hard, and they will put a smile on his face when he gets home. And a cactus for our kitchen window - I know, I know, arrest me.
The lady on the till was behind a screen and she was positively delightful. She even said "good for you" for getting out of the house. I was shocked at this as I was fully expecting to be stabbed for having the audacity to visit a shop that's open for business.
However, the best part of it all was that my little girl found it an absolute hoot. It's the first time I've seen her smile in days. She was mesmerised by the flowers and had a little giggle at the cuddly toys. It was nice to feel as though I wasn't failing her all day every day.
Rest assured, I'll go back to being thoroughly miserable now and I will resume my walks in the pouring rain as of tomorrow. Except now I'll have a little bit more of a spring in my step 