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hospital visiting
An old friend had had a serious traffic accident and Donna and I had driven the 25 miles or so to visit him. The hospital car park was a trek away from the ward he was in. The nurses were sorting him out so his mother, Milly, was stood in the corridor talking to Donna, she was saying her husband had a stroke five years ago that changed him into a nasty controlling bully.When the nurses had finished doing what they do half an hour had passed. We went in and sat with him for a couple of hours,...