Doctor’s appointment

Buzzed in and waiting like a member of the MI5. ” Who are you here to see? ” And so I state whom. Through the next set of doors. Wash your hands here and head to to 3rd floor reception where someone will sign you in again. Up I trundle, the stairs making my foreheadContinue reading “Doctor’s appointment”

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