Ms Y needed her gas card topped up.

She kindly pointed me in the direction of her local Co-Op, where I obligingly followed the arrows on the floor (wearing an optional face covering), handed the card to the cashier who did her magic, and within five minutes I was back at Ms Y's with topped up card and receipt in hand. Somehow I avoided getting wet too.

It would be hard (and possibly unwise) to make a feature length movie out of this morning's mission but it's natural title would be "Mission Possible".