Sitting outside a cafe sharing a bacon butty with the dog...
Woman1: ...Anyway, they took her in because her stomach was all swollen, blockage in the bowel they said but they didn't know why. Well she was in and out and then it exploded........well, fourteen days after she got it....gone... ruptured bowel....
Me, quietly to the dog: You can have the tomato now, I suddenly don't feel like it.
Dog: Pricks up ears, cocks head, stands up.
Woman2: Remember Eve, married the dance teacher. Well he asked her out years ago and she said no because he didn't dance, so he took it up. Well, he was a nice bloke but you know how dance teachers can be. Well, he went in to see the doctor and ....(she lowers her voice to normal and I can't hear)......straight to the Oncologist, a few days later, gone, so sudden, just like that.
Woman1: They never scanned her. The first Doctor was Spanish and thought it might be indigestion but the hospital had her three days and never did a scan. If they'd done a scan they might have found it. The second one did a runner. They complained and he left. If they'd scanned her.... Chester it was.
Me, walking back to the car with the dog: You don't know how lucky you are being a dog. You only understand words like bacon.
Dog: Pricks up ears and cocks head.
Me: No, I haven't got any, you've already eaten it.