I’m in Wales. So are the rain, wind and petrol shortage.
Whether (ha ha) I can find enough/any unleaded petrol so I can drive back again is another matter.
It won’t be long until it will be advent and time to sing the petrol carols, “Fu-el, fu-el…” and “Once in Royal Dutch Shell’s city…”
I think it may well be time for bed.
How can you have a surfeit of shortage?