Oh to do something other than type these words into this machine all day long

Now that she’s sold out moved into the private health sector, Sal gets to test a much more exciting type of patient than the doddery old ladies she used to get at the hospital. Not content with serving one of the likely lads, and some bloke who used to race formula one cars in Australia, apparently, today she’s going to be treating a king. We’re not sure what he’s king of though (apparently his patient card reads something like “Mr Prince King …”). I suggested maybe wishful thinking, but she seemed to think probably not.