Strolling at Mater Dei?

I have just had to make an emergency visit to Mater Dei, although I did not actually visit it's Emergency part where people wait for an average of 7 hours. Thankfully, it was a visit to the ophthalmology unit, and it was over in an hour. Good doctor. But what caught my attention were the number of people all dressed up in their Saturday best, couples holding hand, mums and dads not holding hands but pushing pushchairs. What the hell? Has Mater Dei become the new Sliema front. I think so. No, I am sure so. Which sounds wicked. What is there to amuse people? Just a few stray trees, and good roads. Nothing to see, not my kind of fun. I can understand the people jogging round the block, a track is a track even if it is a hospital track. But taking your family out of a Saturday stroll in hospital grounds? That is unbelievable. But true. And I go back to the joggers, they could even do their thing if it's raining. Because the corridors inside Mater Dei could do the trick. I think I've walked for two kilometres in that building today. And it's tired me out. You see I'm used to travel in the royal coach complete with white horses and glass slippers. But they don't allow animals at Mater Dei. They only allow animals like rats which come in ready-made salad meals. Pity that. Bigger pity, what is the nation coming to? In a few days I'm sure hot-dog vans will be sprouting around Mater Dei. I'm surprised that some couples stay together. Firstly, a stroll on a Saturday evening is not fun, because you cannot wear your brand new high wedges without getting blistered. Secondly, wouldn't you divorce the man whose idea of fun was walking around a hospital? I would.