Trip to West Yorkshire is just the boost we needed

ON the basis that two armfuls are better than one, I’ve now had the virus booster and flu jabs.

With infection rates rising and a new Covid variant circulating, it’s a no-brainer.

All the medical and scientific evidence shows that it prevents or strongly diminishes the disease.

I can still catch it, but almost certainly it won’t kill me, and the chances of my infecting others are greatly reduced.

So we shlepped over the border to

West Yorkshire to the health centre in Silsden for the vaccinations.

It was warm for the latter half of October – 12 degrees – but the Aire Valley was under heavy mist and it rained.

I don’t like the trunk road, the traffic is heavy, fast and intimidating. But needs must and Mrs R got us to the medical centre on time and we were done and dusted within 10 minutes – thank you Anne and Rachel.

It was Pfizer this time, not Astrazeneca, with orders to take a seat for 15 minutes to make sure there was no reaction.

I don’t think I’ve sat still that long since I was in my pram and there weren’t even any toys to throw out.

Going back was slow because housing developers are in charge of the only road through the village. They arrogate to themselves the right to close off sections.

Meanwhile, traffic backed up for nearly a mile to the trunk road, but what do the profiteers care?

The homes will be hugely expensive, packed like sardines, with no garden but two cars: the 21st century version of back-to-backs.

I’m nursing a slightly sore arm, but with the third wave of vaccination slowing, I urge fellow oldies to get boosted, ASAP.