Friday train to London for pre operation assessment as instructed by email not the Eric software. I arrived on time. The door security guy was asleep on his chair. I was tempted to tip toe past. I woke him with a fake covid cough! Poor man nearly fell off his chair and in his confusion issued a volley of instructions stand here. Move there. Wait here. I found myself at meezzanine 2. Dark and gloomy No one around. After an hour some nameless nurse asked me to fill in a questionnaire. Only the photocopying was skew whiff so the beginning of each question was missing. Having already done this in triplicate on ERIC I just wrote no against everything and at the end I wrote see Eric.

Then I was called in to a gloomy office. Not looking up from his screen, Mr Nurse checked my height. But in broken foot boot he must’ve noted I was 6’6″! Then it was blood and ecg and home. That’s all. The nurse had no idea when or what my operation was. So hopefully a scheduled phone call with maybe someone who does will happen. I am supposed to isolate until the operation. So sorry I will not join you for the garden meets of 6 just yet. But soon. Very soon.