The plumber was not in a good mood. He had only this morning had an argument with his doctor, who didn’t regard his symptoms with any seriousness. No sympathy at all, so he decided he would have to look for a new doctor.
Now, this evening, the doctor had called him out to trace a leak in his bathroom.
He tapped the pipes in a few places, listened intently, then lifted the lavatory seat and shone his torch into its depths. Then, with a smile he opened his case, took out two aspirin tablets and threw them into the water.
‘There you are,’ he said, ‘if it’s no better in a couple of days, call me again.’