

Not a great night’s sleep; I suspect the impending op is playing on my mind. I can understand why. Our neighbour Nigel pops in and I tell him about my experiences in Southampton, rating the hospital succinctly as follows:
Expertise with livers 10/10
Food 1/10
Chris and I go for a short cycle ride in the unseasonably warm weather. Standing by the water at the Bembridge Lifeboat Station I comment on ‘The Cruel Sea’. Chris is able to tell me instantly that the book was written by Nicholas Monsarrat in 1956 . With such terrific recall, why can’t he remember what day the dustbin men call? I either have to find away for his brain to store more useful day to day information or I have to survive the operation ! There's a challenge.
The technician calls round to look at the printer. I have pinpointed the exact date of purchase and PC world will duplicate the invoice for me and hopefully fax it to Cannon. That way I won’t be charged for the call out. The technician diagnoses the problem almost instantly; the cartridges are not identical. For some obscure reason, though the company where I purchased them sent all the other colours correctly, with Magenta they supplied photo ink, which the printer doesn’t recognise. Arggggghhhhh!
Hopefully it will all be resolved in the morning. You might not imagine that I would be stressed over such nonsense with an imminent operation to face and all its implications. You would be wrong.
Experience is a good teacher but she sends in terrific bills
Minna Antrim
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