Tales from the Clinic ...
Posted: Fri Aug 07, 2020 5:01 pm
We had to go down to the clinic so that my darling wife could pick up the results of her blood test. It wasn’t too busy. The receptionist was masked and the three people waiting (all young Cypriot women) were masked. One of them pulled her mask down to speak and, within seconds, the others had followed suit and pulled their masks down to reply.
I needed to see my doctor to ask her to witness my signature on my Life Certificate. She was masked and her technical assistant (the so-helpful Mary, who has to delve into the GESY system for her) was also masked. The forms were filled in and I asked her to check my passport (as it is required on the form). She refused. “I know who you are.” I asked what would happen if the British Government rang to check up. She said “I shall say I have never heard of this man.”
She asked me why I needed the form signed. I explained and said that, if my pension was delayed, I could not afford to send her a Christmas card. She walked me to the door and barked at the Cypriot girls, “Put your masks on NOW.” You’ve got to love the Russian sense of humour. The whole episode cheered me up no end.
I needed to see my doctor to ask her to witness my signature on my Life Certificate. She was masked and her technical assistant (the so-helpful Mary, who has to delve into the GESY system for her) was also masked. The forms were filled in and I asked her to check my passport (as it is required on the form). She refused. “I know who you are.” I asked what would happen if the British Government rang to check up. She said “I shall say I have never heard of this man.”
She asked me why I needed the form signed. I explained and said that, if my pension was delayed, I could not afford to send her a Christmas card. She walked me to the door and barked at the Cypriot girls, “Put your masks on NOW.” You’ve got to love the Russian sense of humour. The whole episode cheered me up no end.
