so this morning i went to the doctor. minor ailment really, just a bit of knee trouble.
i love him really, he's a great guy, not ancient but has been in the job for a while, so not keen anymore to keep up with the nhs and its ridiculous demands. i spent with him approximately 25 minutes, of which about 15 spent talking about his boat. which i don't mind, it's fine, i'll chat and be merry. but in credit crunch times, talking about taking your boat for spins around the mediterranean sea and what not sorts of bothers me a bit.
considering i've not had a holiday in over 3 years.
and the most i can afford is brighton pier.