Since the virus started to do its dirty work, both my local GP surgeries have closed, along with 7 out of 9 in a rural practice extending over some 14 miles. We are told to order prescriptions 7 days in advance and collect them from the one practice that is still open in the nearest town 5 miles away. Having ordered 8 days ago, I went today to collect insulin and test strips. The dispensary queue extended down the street and round the corner, all of us keeping the requisite distance. Some 45 minutes later, I reached the desk. I was told that the prescription had been dispensed that day by the surgery over the road, but the door there was locked and there was no way it could come to where I was waiting. The person at the desk was almost in tears, she complained to her colleague that the situation was "Doing my head in" and had happened many times that day. I tried to express sympathy and asked how long in advance I needed to order. She told me about a fortnight. I am not worried as I have enough of most things to last that time, and I could probably make an on-line/telephone appointment for a paper prescription if push came to shove. All the same, I am concerned that the system on which our lives depend is so fragile. I imagine that, in these times, this is a fairly standard experience. How do others find it?