The genesis of this little tale was a ‘five minute challenge’ to warm us up, at a Creative Writing Class.
Initially it was only about the bad tempered surgeon abusing his ‘minions’.
But, when I revisited it much later, the Muse provided this other tale, about two nice people ‘finding each other’.
Get out your box of tissues!
My friend Sheila is keen on ‘Women’s Rights for Lady Golfers’. And so am I!
Her daughter-in-law Lindsey, now a full-time Mum, was until recently a Theatre Nurse.
This tale is for them.
And for my friend Brian of the Morning Papers, and for Richard my brother, both of whom have had recent triple by-pass operations, both ‘doing well’.