Dear diary
I had to queue for two hours today to get my flu inoculation.
The place was full of old poor people and I almost passed out from the smell of ammonia. You would think us Royals would get it sent tound in a Harrods hamper or something.
Phil the Greek doesn't bother with his. He says it is probably made by people with slanty eyes, and won't go near the stuff.
I'm beginning to appreciate his point of view.
That's a first, then.
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