I just dropped in at the filling station to fill my car with fuel (£90, outrage, still considering an electric car to recharge off our PV panels).
There were four people behind me in the queue at the checkout. When I turned around to leave, I realised that I knew all four of the people in the queue reasonably well.
It was a bit odd walking along saying hello to each of them in turn, they didn’t seem to know one another.
I felt like the Queen at the Royal Variety Performance