Shouting "Cider Cider Cider Cider Cider"

Had to go for an appointment at Ealing Hospital (having spent 3 hours there on Saturday with a cut to my hand).

Who should I spy in the main waiting area but "Sandra" - she with the penchant for super-strength cider and the dislike of sitting quietly in hospital waiting areas.

Unfortunately, since our previous encounter, she had acquired an angry purple shiner so big it covered half her face, poor girl.

Maybe she should switch to Babysham.