the king is dead and now lying down

I picked up the girl from the airport last night, and although things began well enough, within an hour we were engaged in a furious row in the car, to the point where I had to pull off the motorway for a few minutes to calm myself. It was mainly down to me, but I couldn't reveal the real reason for my anger. Truth to tell, I was incandescent with rage at being abandoned again, even if only for a week, in my continuing vulnerable emotional state. I know she has to "follow her own fire" ie live her life as she sees fit, but that don't help me none.

Today, by prior appointment, i see a man (not my patient) to fill in his PSV (public service vehicle) licence. Normally a patient will go to their own doctor for this, but his doctor would have charged him £150 for the service (which takes about 20 minutes) whereas I am offering it at the special price of a mere £75. I must say that the doctor in question, who essentially is charging £450 per hour for his services, has a somewhat inflated sense of his own worth. To put it another way, it's a bloody ripoff.

COMMENT

When I heard GB was stepping down as party leader last night, the first words out of my mouth were "Oh thank God". The recent machinations over "acting in the nation's best interests" (read "how can I grab power and hold on to it?") have been more than a little nauseating, especially labour's part in it. It was always obvious that the title had to go to the biggest party, even though the concessions the Lib Dems will be forced to make would make Machiavelli himself blush. Anything to get a taste of power, eh boys?