[Margaret Pilkington]

A couple of years ago I needed to have some minor surgery(although no surgery is minor when it is YOU under the knife).
The surgery was delicate and took two and a bit hours.....even though I was having local anaesthetic I was told not to eat anything from the previous evening(just in cas general was needed).
When all was finished I returned to the ward and was offered food.....I had a vast choice.
A sandwich....I could have tuna and sweet corn....or tuna and mayo, or I could have plastic cheese and anaemic tomato.
I cannot eat tuna and I did not fancy(or was not hungry enough) the plastic cheese.
I asked if there was anything else.....I was offered a pack of custard cream biscuits....two biscuits....all for me.
I opted for these, with a sweet coffee....telling myself that although this was not nutritionally satisfactory....I could eat something good when I got home...and I had to eat something before they would let me home.

We called at the chippy on the way home...it was shut.