I ventured out to a medical appointment this morning, only to find I was in Germany.
Efficiency! Punctuality! Attentiveness! And all in the context of “womens´problems.”
It was wunderbar, or as fellow blogger Mr. Grumpy quipped, wonderbra.
In fact, the wonder started a few weeks ago when I received a letter - through the post, no less – from Esperanza Aguirre, inviting me to have a free mammogram.
I wondered whether to bother going as I´ve no desire to speed Aguirre´s seizure of the Moncloa on a tank of statistics, one of them mine. I also feared wasting half a morning, being humilliated by insensitive personnel or having to run home for paperwork not on the list of required documentation.
So I dreaded España- but got Alemania! I had a three-minute walk from my house to a mobile cancer prevention unit parked outside my health centre. A two minute wait, a short, polite interview, a cubicle with a mirror and a shelf for my things. Then a pleasant, helpful and understanding nurse who saw to the “squashed aubergine” business quickly and efficiently on state of the art equipment.
So, credit where credit´s due. Despite Spain´s chronic inefficiency, this was a boob-free service.