“I’m so SO sorry . . . . . . . . . . . . “ was all she said. There was no need to finish the sentence. When a Macmillan nurse arrives unannounced at your hospital bedside there’s really only one way the conversation is heading. I had sensed it before she came…
Month: December 2016
Reflections on a Fat Rascal
On rising this morning, far too early for reason and common sense to prevail, after another restless night spent in the tropics of West Sussex! (Some of you will know exactly what I am referring to) I take my rather damp and sweaty self off to indulge in some illicit dawn reading. My chosen tome…
Something beginning with C 