Like most people I see when I’m out, I keep my distance. The last thing I want is a face full of pepper spray because I’ve strayed too close to someone on the street and invaded their now-enlarged ‘personal space’. Yet the truth is that most people are being very considerate. Social distancing is, ironically, a license to talk to anyone, young or old… albeit from a distance of at least two metres. And, as we move out of each others’ way, with a bit of nifty footwork, a shy smile is our shared reassurance that it’s “nothing personal”.
The River Aire and Ferrybridge Power Station...
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