Taken at 12noon, on 20th July 2007.
This was a moment of tremendous stress for the doctor. You see he had just removed the prosthetic finger from the packaging, and realised after looking down at Doris's, sorry I mean Joan's chubby arthritic finger, that it just wasn't going to fit.
Shortly after this nasty shock he was heard to mutter the following,"Bollocks, the damn thing just won't fit! Who ordered this piece of shit?"
His girlfriend (who was watching from the gallery) "It was you dear".