Return of The Smirk

My family in Nottingham went to visit Dad in hospital last night, but arrived on the ward too early as he was still in Recovery. They decided to get a cup of tea while they were waiting and unexpectedly bumped into him as he was being wheeled to the ward. Here's what Martin had to say:

He's fine.

He looked a bit off his head (confused) when we saw him being wheeled down the hospital corridors accidentally. He was just coming up from the recovery room, and we bumped into him.

We said Hello and said we were going to the cafe whilst they set up his bed. Then as we walked away down the corridor, we heard a cry:

"GET US A HOT CHOCOLATE!"

Lazy or what!

Get your own, I said. Que that bloody smirk!

He's a Ninja with that smirk.

Apparently he was also complaining that the man in the bed next to him had farted.

And the smirk's back; this is good progress...