We popped in to see my old work colleagues while we were there. We shared the lift with a food trolley, and I was fondly remembering hospital lunches (no complaints about the food from me!) when I realised it was being escorted by MY food services lady. She brought me 3 meals and 2 snacks, 5 days a week, for the 3 weeks I was in the antenatal unit. We hadn't exactly exchanged life stories in that time, but she knew enough to be very relieved at F's good health and cheeky smile.
It was lovely to see her.