AFK!

Well, if you must go out!

And it seems I must . . . . . another ‘hostipal’ n all! This one’s nine miles away! Another one and I will have the set (six so far and yes I’m counting!)

“Ultrasound in Bicester” almost sounds romantic!? I say almost!

What IS it they keep looking for? You’d think they’d found it by now!

laters potaters! 🥔🥔🥔🥔🥔🥔

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You know I am really not feeling it! 

Today was weird! Off to ‘hostipal’ and the brilliant bus driver had to cope with some guy kicking off big stylie! We got so far and the driver stopped to point out to this chap’s ticket had now run out and in order to carry on he would need to pay to go further or dismount!

He refused!

(Why do they get on my bus?)

The driver came down past me, the length of the bus, to EXTREMELY politely explain this joker’s ticket had now run out and as he had previously told him he would need to pay or get off

The passenger began to call him the most foul mouthed bunch of expletives he could come up with.

Driver says well there’s no need for all that! “I have been polite and I will not be spoken to like that!” The only other passenger was a woman who said “Yeah! Zero tolerance! Kick him off!”

(Not actually helping but I get the gist!)

The bus driver apologised to us and sat back in the drivers seat!

Waited then he eventually asked the ahem, ‘gentleman’ what he was going to do!

And the guy says ‘you effing jeffing bastard, you effing stupid b I am not going anywhere! Nobody said that to me yesterday or the day before, so I am not going anywhere you effing jeffing bloody, stupid *#@*&!!!?”! ‘

The driver sighed and said ‘right well we’ll just all sit here till you make your mind up but your ticket runs out today not yesterday! Not the day before. It ran out JUST NOW like I told you!’ “Sorry folks!”

So eventually the guy gets off and still calling us all (quite what we had to do with it was beyond me!) all the names under the sun and the C-word to the driver and with suitable apologies from the always calm and never flustered driver, we resumed our journey!

Want to know what the punchline is?

I had misread the time on my letter and turned up an hour early for my appointment!

Life in Swapp World!

Good grief! I shouldn’t be allowed out really!

N.B. The staff at the hospital were as ever brilliant and sent my ‘photos’ to my specialist at the local John Radciffe hospital! as we spoke and Chloe and Josh looking at my internal organs were just superb!