Today I found myself back in the reception area at the orthopaedic unit of Broadgreen Hospital once more, waiting to see Mr Taylor, my knee specialist. It had been almost a year and a half since I last saw him, back in August 2006 (kneesy does it – part 4), when he’d told me that my MRI scan hadn’t shown anything and he didn’t want to put me through an operation when there might be nothing wrong.
I think that’s catchier, and more accurate, than plain old “European City of Culture 2008”.
Mackets Lane, where that guy was shot in his car, is less than a mile away from where we live. Fortunately we’re much further away from where the 21 year old was shot in the leg. I wonder if we have to mention stuff like that in our Home Information Pack when the time comes to sell up? (And that time cant come soon enough.)
“15 year old, two bedroom, semi-detached home. Surrounding brick boundary wall gives lower floor ample protection from stray rounds. Upper floors gives unique vantage point for viewing the local morons when they blow up the nearby phone booth.”