“For a moment I hoped I was in heaven – or wherever it is my kind go when death calls... Instead I opened my eyes and discovered that I was in hospital. The flimsy little gown they’d put me in had tiny pink piggies on it. My first thought was that I had to have been in bad shape to be admitted. My second, I’m ashamed to admit, was whether or not they’d let me take the nightie home with me.”
