My Glaswegian friend is in hospital, it's the first time
I've seen her without make up and she looks about 6 and a half.
She is in some pain, not helped by the food.
Sample menu: Spaghetti and Mashed potato.
So I take some nice food in this morning, and have a little chat.
She must be getting better, as she's been haranging
the hospital DJ all weekend to play
her favourite Smiths track: Girlfriend in a coma.
She wonders why he won't play it.