Classic in the Barn (2011)
“I blanked out again, and when I next came to I was in little doubt where I was. There was no Polly and never would be. Instead I was in hospital, with a Formula 1 race going on inside my head and two old ladies, in beds on either side of me, regarding me with great interest. What came next? I wondered. In all the best films a ministering angel would appear out of nowhere, exclaiming with relief that I was conscious again. I clearly wasn’t in a best film, unfortunately, because no such apparitio...n did. One of the old ladies asked me what I’d ordered for lunch, but nothing came to mind. The other one asked me if I was Bing Crosby, but that didn’t seem relevant either.
When my ministering angel did at last amble up, she was not clad in pristine white, but in jeans and T-shirt and was smelling of hand gel. It was Zoe, whose orange spikes of hair were the object of rapt disapproval from one of the old ladies.
‘Grapes?’ I croaked. ‘Chocs? Flowers?’ ‘Good. You’re alive. We thought you were a goner yesterday.’ As greetings go, I felt Zoe was below form, but she did look genuinely worried.MoreLess
When my ministering angel did at last amble up, she was not clad in pristine white, but in jeans and T-shirt and was smelling of hand gel. It was Zoe, whose orange spikes of hair were the object of rapt disapproval from one of the old ladies.
‘Grapes?’ I croaked. ‘Chocs? Flowers?’ ‘Good. You’re alive. We thought you were a goner yesterday.’ As greetings go, I felt Zoe was below form, but she did look genuinely worried.MoreLess
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