ture clinic, where we see kids with broken limbs. Then at five o'clock I was in casualty. As usual, that was so busy that I couldn't escape for something to eat until about 11 at night. Things quieten down about that time. I phoned out for a deep pan, hot 'n' spicy pizza and ate it in the room next to casualty. Patients' families often leave chocolates for us, so later on I had some of those. Before bed last night I had a can of Citrus Spring and some chocolate cake. I'm not sure where the cake came from. One of the nurses made it out of left-over Easter eggs, someone said. Bed at 2.30 and, thank
fully, I wasn't disturbed
until 7.20 in the morning. I went to the hospital canteen and had a bowl of Fruit 'n' Fibre, which was ghastly, tasteless stuff. Then it was back to the operating theatre.