"M. Il faut un rendez-vous. Une prochaine fois on vous refuse." (Sir, you need an appointment. Next time we'll send you away."
There was a queue outside the laboratory, everyone wanting to get tested for covid. Some had symptoms "for two days". I had an appointment and a prescription from the doctor.
That meant that once I had filled in my form they called me in first.
"Lower the mask and lean your head against the seat."
I exposed my nostrils, leant back and thought of the lavender fields of Provence.
"There we are, all done. It's pre-operation? OK I'll mark it urgent"
From arriving at the end of the queue to leaving with my nose well and truly poked it took 12 minutes.
I walked home glad that little game was over and looking forward to a slap-up lunch of chicken and mashed potato with home-made yogurt and honey to follow.