by miasmum » 17 Jun 2013, 20:24
On Saturday when we had to go to Gynae Emergency Clinic, I sent Tim in to get the directions as you have to go through A&E and no way am I hanging around in A&E on a Saturday at 11.30pm. So he goes in and they send him back out with a wheelchair for me. So I have to sit in this wheelchair, he wheels me in, stands at reception to book me in. He is facing forwards and I am facing backwards behind him looking into the waiting room. He parked me right next to a woman, slumped in a wheelchair looked drunk as a skunk. Well no way was I sitting near her, so I hopped out the chair and legged it into the corridor and stood peering through the doorway. He finishes giving my details, turns round, looks down and the chair is empty. His face was picture, he looks up and says "where's she gone" it was such a Little Britain moment.