I thought I’d check with my doctor, ‘Enjoy it,’ he said.
First stop Qatar with its heat, dust and skyscrapers. Next stop…Singapore, which proved pleasant, still hot and humid, but tranquil. Then off to…Qatar? No, done that. Hong Kong, perhaps. I forget. Australia was nice, can’t recall where I went. Before I know it, I’m back home in London looking at unrecognisable photos.
The letter said I’d won a trip around the world.
I thought I’d check with my doctor—‘I think we need to do some tests,’ he says.