People vary in their degree of anxiety. Some people are really anxious. Others are not so anxious. Some people have an in between level of anxiety. Some people are not anxious at all. I could go on and on, repeating this point. In fact I think I will.

The Old Tasty Mint of the Big Book of Magic Stuff informs us that the only sensible thing to do is to trust the Invisible Magic Friend. This is why everyone has become so kind and helpful, especially when it comes to buying groceries and medical supplies.

There’s panic buying and profiteering going on. This never happens with Hindus.

People’s spiritual health is at risk!!!!

Won’t someone please, please, think of the trees.

I’ve just been shopping at my local Tesco. There’s no eggs, bread, milk, flower, pasta, pasta sauce, tinned tomatoes, tomato puree, tomato sauce, cooking oil, toilet rolls, hand sanitiser, kitchen towels, beans, rice, tinned fish, soup, potatoes (fresh or instant), onions, porridge, honey or peanut butter. The fresh meat, frozen meat, frozen vegetables and cereals are almost gone. Even my favourite wine is sold out.

Meanwhile, down the High Street, McDonalds, Starbucks, Greggs and various cafes and pubs are open and packed full of customers. All of them completely ignoring yesterday’s advice to avoid crowds.

It’s about time a certain fat philanderer got off his lazy backside and got this thing under control. He always wanted to be PM. Now’s his chance to act like one.

Ed. My commiserations to Anne Atkins on the death of her father.