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XXjob 14/08/2020 WEEKEND ATTN VICKIE MAYE
In February 2020 before – oh god, you know. Don’t make me spell it out for you again! – I had to travel to Birmingham, Madrid, and London in one week for work.
I wore the same pair of black boots because they would, as your grandmother might say, “go with everything.” Smart enough for an event but comfortable enough for airport security, these were the things we had to think about in the Before Times. Anyway, I got a blister on the fourth toe of my right foot in Birmingham which became increasingly infected as the week went on. By the time I was leaving London, I couldn’t walk on it, limping onto the plane. I went to South Doc on the way home from the airport (“What do you reckon of this whole Coronavirus thing?” I asked the GP. “It seems a bit overblown, don’t you think?)
