I wonder what they were talking about?
30 January 2009Have you ever passed someone on the street and heard a fragment of a conversation and wondered what the whole thing was about? I have to admit I often while away the time in my journey from A to B via D, R and X re-creating a suitable story to go with whatever snippet has caught my attention.
Take this morning for instance, I had to wend my merry way to Chelsea to have some blood samples taken to find out if it is indeed true that I’m really Princess Diana’s illegitimate son, as it happens I won’t find out next week as when I got there there was notice up saying, “Due to staff sickness there will be no one available to take blood samples today” I’m not sure why I’m surprised, after all if you insist on shepherding in all the sick people to one small building you can’t be too surprised when they pass on whatever germaloids they have to the staff. Read the rest of this entry »

