‘How did you two meet?’ inquired a journalist.
‘In hospital,’ I replied.
‘Really?’
‘Major operation.’
‘Wow!’
‘Twisted bowel. Ten hours in theatre. Touch and go.’
‘And?’
‘And what?’
‘You’ve told me how you first met, but what happened after that?’
‘I saw her again for a post op consultation and on the spur of the moment asked her if she would like to go out for a drink with me.’
‘That’s a great headline,’ said the journalist. ‘Surgeon saves life of wife-to-be.’
‘You have the wrong end of the stick,’ I said. ‘It’s my wife who’s the surgeon.’
Neville Hunt about 1 year ago
He sounded like a good bet... low risk, as she must have known him inside out. Nice one!