By Val Savage I’m in love with my doctor and reckon if I lost four stone, 40 years and had Botox I’d be in with a chance. This week Janet accompanied me to my appointment, lugging my walker out of her car without a word of complaint because she’s a retired nurse and living angel. But as soon as I asked the doctor where he was from, his age and his family details, Janet started giving me The Glare. I enjoyed my chat with my GP and it’s nice to hear what his brothers, sister and dad all do for a living and his opinion of the Welsh football team. But Janet reminded me there were people waiting to…
