Monthly Archives: March 2011

I don’t know if it was Annie’s ‘School-Marm’ manner, or perhaps he’d just had a bad day when they spoke, but Dr Heart-Less now appears to have had a change of heart.  A copy of the referral letter arrives.  It’s … Continue reading →

Annie’s on the phone when I come in from work. I can tell by her demeanour and her answers (interesting things, one-sided conversations) that she’s speaking to someone at the hospital. I loiter about trying to eavesdrop, fiddling with my … Continue reading →