It was the surgery trying to phone me, they had a letter for me with an x-ray appointment. They were very helpful in giving me directions to the hospital as I never leave the town centre so I don't know where the hospital is.

I was wondering if they could x-ray my tummy as well, to see how many socks and washing lines are in there from when I think I am a goat. Sorry diocese, I am only joking, I never think I am a goat, and I just eat car tyres because they have nutrients in  :-P