Seasons greetings

Seasons greetings to you all. 'The day you were born it was cold, as cold as a psychopaths heart'. This is the start of my new novel 'The Liberty Bodice'.

AFTER THE OP.

Good evening, I have to tell you that the worries and fears I felt before undergoing the cataract Operation were nothing short of terrible. When I got there my mouth was so dry I couldn't speak. However, after the preliminaries of hoards of eye drops, then the march into theatre. The business was over in ten minutes and the wonderful news is that the effect of surgery is immediate sight. I really had no need to panic as the abundant staff were kind and courteous, and the ambience of the centre used by the National Health service delightful. Cataracts must be contagious as my husband went to the Optician today, and he has been put onto the waiting list for surgery.