There’s never a good time for the amputee chat. My friend’s sister went out with a Marine. They looked up his prosthetics before they went. But she’s a doctor, I’m not really sure where I would look. Honestly, I didn’t know there was a choice. I thought the NHS sort of gave you what they had. I appreciated there was some holes in my knowledge. We had it nonetheless. The talk that is. It finished very much as this will, punctually and without much clarity.
It would not be my choice and there is very little to talk about. I wanted to argue, to take control of this potential destiny but really it was silliness. I suppose I just wanted to talk.