Membury services in the M4, April 2023. “Do you remember when we were here during lockdown?” asks my husband. It’s probably the only loo stop that is etched on my memory forever. We all had a moment at the start of the pandemic where we looked round and thought “hang on, is this the apocalypse?”, and mine happened in that car park in May 2020. We pulled off the empty motorway and found we were the only car parked at the normally rammed services. The automatic doors pulled apart and I stepped into semi-darkness, all the shops and cafes shuttered. It was creepy as hell, and seemed more likely I’d see a zombie stagger out from behind the arcade games than a friendly face. I was so scared of catching covid from the toilet door handle that I just went to the loo with the door open - who was going to see me?
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