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I think my dad has had all his tests for now. While waiting for him to emerge from his last scan, I started talking to someone in the waiting room who turned out to be a former local journalist (working for a paper in Dover), now freelance writer. I suppose the chances of meeting someone with connections to the people I know are now quite high but it really did go to show that the “small world” cliche is a cliche for a reason.