My Mum and Dad now jabbed thank goodness. Everything went like clockwork for them.
The marshalls in the car-park were doing a sterling job. It was fairly chaotic out there with a lot of game, but understandably anxious, 80 and 90 year olds, who may have not been out for some time let alone driven during lock-down, negotiating the crowded car-park. The car in front of me drove over 3 traffic cones completely unnoticed and then proceeded in kangaroo fashion to a parking place narrowly missing a lady with a walking frame. Another had multiple goes at reversing into his spot eventually using the bumper of the car behind as a cue to stop, and several who seemed to have trouble turning the steering wheel quickly enough to get round the corners.
I spent most of the time looking through my fingers. The marshalls were looking a bit frazzled by the time we left and probably had a few more hours of near misses to get through.
Kudos to the oldies for remaining independent, but there ought to be some sort of check to assess whether they are ok to drive.