Is there a Doctor in The Pub?

Sorry - Physicians only for The First Day of Aintree

The medical theme of life continued unabated this weekend when a girl, who was briefly on my running-away list, called to say that she and her husband were around the area and would like to drop in for tea. She had obviously read that creeping senility and my recent ordination into the clergy, had turned the Château d’If into some sort of permanent Vicar’s tea party.

No, we said, we shall see you in the pub for a proper drink - and Yes, my little cherubs - I said ordination.