For some reason, I decided to record the contents of my day (or at least my morning) today in photos. After a bit of a lie-in (today being my day off), I headed for a Light Therapy session. The hospital where I have this is a former naval hospital and is still linked with a neighbouring base. As a result of this, all visitors and patients are greeting with this sign as they enter:

Nice to see even the NHS getting in on keeping us all nice and scared, the way the government likes us.

I had my light therapy and this is the box I stood in for just over two minutes being bombarded by UVB:

And here's me in the lift on my way back from the Dermatology department:

This insignia is in the floor all over the hospital, a hang-over from its purely naval days:

I then headed back to my car (I promised a photo of it when I bought it after all):

The thing to note is that behind my car - as all around the hospital - is barbed-wire fencing. One can't help but feel a bit twitchy.

I got in the car and drove the 45 minutes or so to Southampton where I headed for the Court Jester public house and drank this Guinness:

I had lunch with this lovely lady:

That's Amanda incidentally, for anyone who doesn't know.

That's the point where I stopped taking photos but there was a moment of excitement just before I headed home. I'd stopped in Starbucks to have a coffee and read the paper and then headed back towards the car park. I called for the lift into the car park and reached into my pocket to have my ticket ready to pay when I got there but it was nowhere to be found. I traced my steps all the way back to where I had been sat in Starbucks (now occupied by another customer) where it was wedged down between the cushion and the arm of the chair. Relief.

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