If an urgent whisper could be conveyed on WhatsApp, that’s what it would have been — the early-morning warning, on our own modern bush telegraph, that traffic cops were lying in wait at the roundabout during rush hour.

Normally, this wouldn’t faze me, but when it’s dangerously close to licence disc renewal time — and the pandemic panic has sunk its teeth into the walls of bureaucracy, leaving us all scurrying around wondering what to do with expired documents — I’m inclined to double-check that I’m still on the right side of the law...