Petrol pump panic buying in Eastbourne was ridiculous

The first inkling I had that there might be an issue getting petrol was on Friday when I tried to get to the Crumbles to buy cotton wool and colour catchers for the washing machine!

It seemed that the world and his or her wife suddenly had an empty tank and must fill it up at whatever cost to life, limb and dignity.

I can appreciate that for many people it may well have been essential for various reasons however I’m willing to bet that it was simply panic buying for the vast majority and that individuals who rarely even travel outside the town’s limits decided they had to fill up, and were prepared to queue and queue and queue.