Vaccination
Arrangements for mass-vaccination at The Sheffield Arena were impressively slick and efficient. Clint was shepherded into the car park by volunteers in day-glo tabards and then I entered the Arena itself. There was very little waiting. I registered in the entrance lobby before I went into the vast concert space. There were twenty vaccination stations. Behind each screened area there was a vaccinator and a clerk sitting at a computer. I was called into bay number 6. Details were checked and basic vaccination questions were asked. Then the needle went into my upper arm. Before I left the allocated station, I asked if I could have a sticker (see top picture) telling the two women that that was the only reason I had agreed to have the vaccine. This made them chuckle. Then I had to sit in a waiting area for fifteen minutes before returning to Clint. "Have you had the jab then?" he asked in his curious South Korean accent. "Yes I have thank you very much!" I repl...