The Hill, Anglesey.....
The ceiling starts to move, slowly at first and then more quickly as the bed is propelled along the hospital ward. Voices call out 'all the best' and 'see you later' as you travel along. I raise an arm in acknowledgement. The last chance to cut and run is fast approaching as the porter pushes the bed towards the operating theatre. The bed clunks like a supermarket trolley as the wheel imperfections go around and around against the smooth floor....
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