Called in at the Howden Medical Centre this morning, to pick up my new prescription. Instead of treating the attacks of gout when they happen, I’ll be taking pills which will hopefully stop them happening at all. I’m a proper old geezer now; I’ll be able to excuse any lapse in behaviour by saying “I forgot to take my medication”.
An old lady at reception was asking how she could get back home from the medical centre. She couldn’t remember where she lived, so I gave her a lift. We drove around Howden until she recognised her apartment block. That’s my good deed for the day, and now the pub’s open…
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