All the little seaside towns I went to at the weekend had either just closed their Boots stores, or were doing so in the next couple of weeks.
I suspect it will just mean Mrs TB has to queue for even longer at the pharmacy at our local medical centre... ...now there is a prime example to all how not to run anything, useless, incompetent jobs worth r-soles. Usually takes about 30mins to pick up a prescription, and they invariably get it wrong, then insist on a note from the doctor to rectify their blunders.
But its understandable, seeing as the kiddiewinks now can't lift their backsides from the gaming chair. The strange people opposite get their first takeaway delivered about now, then another around mid afternoon, and then another late evening, before they go to work for their night shift. I'm hoping their baby gets more than Dominos....