It was weird this morning at the shops and bank. It was like the Black Plague had descended. Everywhere was deserted, even the roads had very little traffic, and this Firebreak lockdown, which is on top of the current one, has not begun yet, at least not until Friday 6pm.
Then when I came out of the Post Office, I found someone had tried to wrench my car handle. The driver's handle had been pulled right out and twisted a bit. I couldn't unlock the car. Then I managed to bang it in again with my hand. And I could unlock the car. It is working but it is not quite right. But the car dealership is in England just over that border. It does lock. It is a new car from last Xmas. I will send them an email and see what happens.
Then as I am taking my bags out of the car, a man drives up in a blue transit transit van and parks at the end of my driveway. But it is not for me, but for next door, my horrid neighbour. I wasn't interested, until I saw the guy, dressed in everyday clothes, push the parcel in the letterbox, but carefully positioned himself to video the whole process until the black plastic, with a white label on, had gone right into the letter box. He didn't just take a photo, he took this long slow video. I am less than 8 feet away from, so I can see what he is doing.
Weird.
So I reached in my car to get the next bag out, but the man in the blue transit van stopped at the next house over the road. Again there were no cars parked in the driveway (my neighbour was not in either), but the guy never tried to ring or knock. And I watched him again, position himself (it was like he was positioning himself to relieve himself against a tree, It looked so odd I had to watch), so he could hold both his phone with one hand, and push the black plastic (again) package into the letterbox and videoed himself pushing it slowly into the letterbox until it had gone right in.
What the heck was that he was delivering that was so important that he videoed it slowly pushing it all the way in.
Then he drove out of the road...