Spread Love, Not Germs.

It's that time of year again for that new tradition of buying a big expensive box of fancy Chocolates from the shops and then having to give it a good going over with an antiseptic wipe, because you don't wanna be the arsehole who gave your Mum a nasty case of Covid on Mothersday.

It's the licking an envelope that comes with it that's been sitting out in the open in a public shop that always creeps me out. I wish I could 'outsource' that particular job.