And that must be the truest metaphor ever!

I’ve spent the morning in a car park staring at the outside walls of Lincoln Prison.

The prison is right across the road from the hospital – where I take a dearly beloved every couple of months or so for check-ups/treatment for his chronic dermatological issues.

Although…this time I took a book, a pen and a notebook and worked inside the car!

At least hospital parking is free at the moment. Woohoo :o)