We go along to the Pub. It's quite busy today. Den & Fran, two of the regulars, have brought along 4 of their friends. And a riotous time, full of laughter, is had by all. As we leave, Jimmy comes over to wish us happy Christmas. A bit early we thought, but Jimmy points out the caravan site they're staying on closes for winter at the end of the month so they won't have chance to see us again until March '09. I think this is quite the earliest I've ever been wished happy Christmas!
We turn into our road. As we turn the last corner, a worrying light flashes. We have to wait as the ambulance turns round & heads off. What now? We see one of our neighbours in the street & stop to ask what has happened. It turns out the ambulance has come for her husband. He'd had a heart attack on Friday, & now he's had another. Jeff, her husband, is only in his fifties. He's had multiple heart bypasses, yet he still seems to have heart attacks every few years. He's really too young to have all these problems, & it must be very worrying for his wife. I remember how anxious I was when, last year, it was thought that the Fox might have a heart problem & his problems were nowhere near as serious as Jeff's. Our good spirits after our afternoon at Geriatrics' Corner evaporated rapidly into a more sombre mood. I just hope Jeff is around & back at home for Christmas.
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