The Good, the bad and the ugly

 

My wife and I had to take a senior friend to the hospital to visit the eye clinic. Recently, the friend's one eye endured an operation. The wait for the operation was incredibly long unless she agreed to drive a hundred kms southwest of London to another clinic, a private clinic. The trip was long and the treatment was expensive. And the results were questionable. This was the bad,

The recent trip to the London clinic was her second follow-up appointment. With the eye now fully recovered from its recent ordeal, the examination went well. The doctor told her he could improve on the treatment result. He'd take a laser and reshape the lens in her eye. And, best of all, he would perform the operation immediately. After an hour spent recuperating, she emerged from the hospital with her vision immensely improved. This was the good.

And the ugly? The new hospital addition. Compared to the older, yellow-brick Victorian building, the addition, at least to me, looked downright ugly.