Conversation with Granny in hospital this afternoon:
Hi Granny - oh, they've moved you down the end of the ward! Looking forward to going home next week?
No, I'm not. I like it here.
Oh, that's strange. Thought you said you wanted to go home. You were desperate to get home last week. What's changed?
Nothing. Nothing's changed.
FIVE MINUTES LATER.
I can see through that window now they've moved me to this bed. I can see straight into the male ward.
Ah. Things are a little clearer to me now, Gran....
Evidence that hats give Fran bad memories
5 days ago