Woohoo!
I am now "an unclean, infected, pseudo-leper" according to the government.
I really don't understand this "get a friend to collect your tamiflu for you" thing:
What am I supposed to do?
... get one of the family to go the chemist for me? They've all been in close contact, so may well be incubating the porcine virus.
... ask a mate? So, they stand outside the door while I pass a bit of paper with my leper-number out through the letterbox. Then when they return with the drugs, they poke 'em back through the letterbox, and run away quickly.
... Ah, sod it; I'll go myself. At least I'll get the opportunity to sneeze at random Welsh people: I've always held a secret desire to kill a pharmacist, (other than the diseased daughter, of course.)