When she broke her hip, she asked me to take some trashy magazines, haribo and cigarettes to her in Darlo memorial. She had had surgery after she sent the text message, so she was a bit out of it when I got there. She was funny from the get go. A quick double entendre about fish, then she took her morphine and dozed off. At that point her clunge* was showing, partly because she could not wear pants due to the surgery, and it would have been uncomfortable anyway due to the position she had to stay in after her surgery. So I covered her muff up, only for her to push the sheet away. Repeat this twice and I decided that if she wants to do that then she could. I spent more time talking to her minge than I did to her. She awoke and tried to offer me fish. Again. We then had a good chat about each other and how she was doing, then morphine again.
Second time I visited her in Darlo, she was being examined by a strikingly handsome Indian doctor. Her flirting was 7.2 on the Richter scale. I have never seen someone with eyes that wide with fear, the poor lad. I started to giggle, and after the doc had finished, I went out into the corridor and explained who she was, and what she was like. He was very professional, and accepted my explanation with a straight face. He then went through the next door and broke down laughing. She was then mobile and was much taller than I expected. Of course her mission was for me to help her outside to smoke. The first cigarette went in one inhalation, the other two a little more slowly.
In a nursing/care home in Richmond, she became friends with a lovely old lady with Alzheimers. Although to me, she took the piss out of this old lady, she was very very kind to her. I knew her spirit then, the essential kindness in her.
Also, as a fillip to HelpforHeroes, she was genuinely delighted to receive a parcel of essential stuff from them, very useful and thoughtfully done. I know her brother is in RNLI and any money going to that charity is money well given, but I thought I might point out that H4H made Ang's life bearable at a time when she had nowt. I'm going to send a few bob in that direction. Please consider it.
*I cannot bear to see a donner kebab now