Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Some kind of sick joke

Once a month, I have to visit Maitland Hospital; I get my meds sent there from John Hunter.

This particular hospital has been undergoing a renovation ever since we moved here.
Very, very slowly, it's being transformed from this (what a delightful place to lunch):


... into this (more of the same, with a glass-and-metal flourish):


Problem is, the inner workings of the shiny new addition leave a lot to be desired.
In quick succession, we were greeted by the following:




At least I got a chuckle out of this:


Heh, 'Bonar'.

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