Nerves – what nerves?

The anaesthetist sat opposite me –  he couldn’t have really been old enough surely, possibly almost 30 –  drop dead gorgeous of course,  and I couldn’t help thinking that some of my Romance author friends would have been drooling at the sight of him in his theatre get-up.  I tried hard to present a dignified front.  I dared not show my back and that’s […]

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