And Then The Germ Of An Idea...

You may have picked up, via the news, that there’s a bug doing the rounds and that the Government keep announcing various measures to contain said bug. The latest, along with the supermarket bosses, is to instruct us all to resist the urge to ‘panic buy’ stuff. In the same breathe, the Government has announced that in the next few weeks they’ll be instructing the infirm and all those over the age of seventy to stay indoors for a minimum of four months. Result?  The families of the infirm and all those over seventy heading to the shops to ‘panic buy’ enough stuff to see them through four months plus of house arrest. Joined-up thinking at its very best. Watch the bog rolls fly off the shelves now Mr Handyhok.

I also see that the ‘instruction’ to wash your hands is at fever pitch. Seems it’s doubly important after going to the toilet.

With this in mind, and relating to us chaps only, consider this: You leave home to get your ‘panic shopping’ and during this process you touch many door handles, shopping trolley handles, many tins and packages from the shop shelves that have already been handled by countless other hands, pay with dirty money or touch the dirty card reader key pad then realize you need to visit the boys room to point percy at the porcelain.  Handle the dirty door furniture to get in, take a tinkle then wash your hands. Now, if you think that through, doesn’t it make more sense to wash your hands before touching your willy with germ encrusted hands then tucking him back into the germ incubating warm confines of your under garments? By all means, as per this old we-we post, re-wash your hands if you had a clumsy tinkle but a pre pee wash seems the way to go to me.

All-in-all with this bug; I sense something’s afoot...

Quote;  John Webster.

“Princes give rewards with their own hands,
But death or punishment by the hands of other.”