I last drove about a week ago.
And I was just about the only person on the road.
It was 7am.
Lockdown was new.
And people were.
(Mostly).
Staying at home.
Little TESCO.
I was on my way to a little TESCO.
And unbeknownst to me at the time.
I was also on my way to my first ever experience of having to queue outside a supermarket.
Two metres from the stranger in front.
Before being politely asked to sanitise my hands.
And waved in to wander around the whole store.
Slowly.
With just 4 other people.
All of us complying with a hastily conceived.
Yet smoothly imposed.
One-in-one-out shopping system.
The Jackson 5.
This is what it must have felt like for The Jackson 5.
I thought.
As they were invited to wander around a specially opened Harrods.
In 1978.
And spend a couple of million quid.
But that comparison faded quickly.
As I paused to stare at an almost bare shelf.
Pondering whether kitchen roll was designed to behave in the same way as toilet roll was.
Under certain, precise circumstances.
Reality.
Back to reality.
I mumbled.
As I picked up two rolls of ‘Plenty’.
Mouthing ‘I Want You Back’.
And moonwalking to the toothpaste.
I Want You Back.
Here.
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