Dr Hew and the Owl called Asthma.

S0.....yesterday Dulcie dropped a knife on her foot while drying the cutlery. She was lucky. It was not as bad as it could have been but did break the skin.We bandaged it up and this morning I rang Dr Hew's surgery to make an appointment to get it checked out."Who did I speak to on the phone this morning?" Asked the receptionist when we walked in."Me," I said."Well, I could hardly hear you. You spoke very quietly. I had to put my finger in my ear to listen very carefully."I don't know her name......I shall call her Bossy!We didn't have to wait long before Dulcie was called in. Will went with her.I sat in the waiting room with an old woman who was constantly licking her thumb to flick through a magazine and an old man with his bandaged leg up on the table.I noticed a useful poster on the wall. I took a picture when Bossy wasn't looking...

Just get a gun!

Dulcie's foot was fine.

"No need for amputation then?" Said Bossy.

She was as irritating as Asthma!