… I think it went something like that. Anyway, isn’t it hard to not try to touch one’s face? I knew this already, having wandered around inside nuclear reactor pressure vessels wearing a respirator. You don’t realise you want to do it until you can’t. No hidden meaning there – it’s just one of those things.
Meanwhile, it’s still raining on and off for a while – maybe there’s a little bit of cyclogenesis going on above the Manchester area – but not so much as to prevent walking.