I took the skipper to see a new doctor this morning. As is common when visiting a new practice, he had to fill out a ‘new patient’ form.

Much to the amusement of others in the waiting room, he had to ask me what to write in answer to all the questions. “What medications am I on?” “What’s the name of the specialist I see?” Finally, I said crossly – “For goodness sake, I am sure you can fill in the form by yourself. What would you do if I wasn’t here?”

Grumbling, he continued to fill in the form in silence.

I could not help but raise an eyebrow when, in the ‘marital status’ section, he carefully pencilled in “De-Fective“.

Perhaps he meant something else, but I wonder…