Time to meet the “War Office”

The “War Office” also at times referred to as the W.O. is also known as my wife; she accepts this epithet, I believe, with great pride although you’d never believe it. No doubt she will appear often in my “Blogs” so it is as well for you to be prepared. She is a formidable person standing all of 147 cm (4’10″ to the uneducated) but what she lacks in height she makes up for in other ways; so much so that I’ve been known to tremble at times. It is impossible to argue with the W.O. because you can never win. A case in point: last October around lunchtime on a Friday I suddenly lost all sight in my right eye, I went completely blind in just the one eye. I called out to the W.O. who was tending some of her plants in the garden and told her. In a way I found it quite amusing and interesting and was speculating on the horrors of being completely blind. I didn’t know what was happening quite frankly. Immediately she instructed me to get into the car she was taking me to the hospital, I told her not to worry the sight was returning, which it did fully after a minute or so of the blindness. She told me to be quiet and to get into the car in a soft threatening tone. So coward that I am ( I’ve always subscribed to the adage “It’s better to be a live coward than a dead hero”) I said no more and did as I was told. Within half an hour of arriving at the hospital I was admitted; it appears that I’d had a stroke, minor, but nonetheless a stroke. Perhaps I may go into the aftermath later but suffice to say this will give you some idea of the War Offices character. She is not to be trifled with when she says jump I do!

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