Got back in to Walsall just after five o clock. I'm in a lot of discomfort with my spine, Amy did warn me and I wasn't to know I was going to be subjected to that amount of workover, or else I would have chosen another day for that and deal with it as a separate issue to the three things I had to do at the QE.
The ultrasound and X ray were simple enough, a lot of waiting, but the staff as usual were well organised.
The doctor I saw last year gave me a form which I have nursed through the move without losing, for a blood test. I went to the new area where these things are conducted and it was mayhem. One person conducting all required blood tests and she was visibly stressed.
The trip home was littered with idiots, a combination of thick strudents (if they are our future, we're fucked) and of course chavs. I am certain I will be convicted of chavicide before much longer, hateful, useless scum that they are.
Doors open on a trainload of people, but the chavs have to get on before anyone gets off, ditto when lift doors open.
What's the similarity between a chav and a slinky ? Neither has any useful purpose, but it is fun to watch one fall downstairs.
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