Peter Rhodes on queuing for jabs, the population crisis and the bleak years to come

And off to be jabbed. “This is not a car park. It is a moving queue,” announced the lady in a hi-viz jacket with a clipboard, in the sort of tone that people develop when they get a hi-viz jacket and a clipboard. We all dutifully did as we were told, our cars moving slowly across the hotel car park where more people with clipboards told us to wind down the car windows and bare our arms.