The Birds

Following the previous night’s blethers the chums start passing round the vaccination hotline number and reporting back - they’ve all got appointments for Monday but not one of them has received a letter. Five of them. I can resist no longer and phone to find mine is on Tuesday. I will of course receive a letter tomorrow and feel foolish about my unseemly and uncool concern.   
News from MrT is that he’s been kept in, so I’m off the rota for tomorrow. He’s just not been eating and has lost two and half stones at a time when he needs to keep his strength up. We all lectured him of course. That always works with Steve.