Chapter Fifty-two
Matthew’s knee had grown progressively stiff and painful following his ill-advised fun run, but several days after the event it became so difficult to walk that he rang the orthopaedic surgeon who had reconstructed the knee over a decade ago. Not that he actually spoke to the doctor, as the receptionist performed her guard dog duties with the usual stubbornness.
‘If you wish to speak to the doctor personally, you will have to obtain a referral from your GP and then make an appointment through me,’ the elderly voice announced.
‘Might I ask how long I will have to wait for an appointment?’ Matthew asked through gritted teeth.
‘First the referral, then the appointment, I believe I said.’
‘Let’s pretend I have a referral. When is his next free date?’
There was a frosty
