Considering we're still a month from the summer solstice, today's been a surprisingly long day. Frankly I'm as drained as my mother-in-law's sinuses after her blocked tear duct operation. But the good news is that halfway through the afternoon, I received the following offer from one of my patients, who shook my hand as he left, thanked me for my time, and said the following with complete seriousness:
"You know where I live. Please come round any time you like for a drink or something to eat. We can cook you a meal. You've got our address, just drop by when it suits you."
It's a tempting offer, but let's face it, the man's diabetic, so the desserts are bound to be disappointing. In the end I just went home to Lisa. She might not always have my tea on the table, but there's generally a chocolate chip muffin in the cupboard.