Dr Frank Blood wasn’t bothered when people made jokes about his name. After all, it gave his patients and their families something to laugh about, and in his line of work there weren’t too many laughs.
In fact, Dr Blood found that if a new acquaintance didn’t pick up on his name, it was a sure sign that they took things too seriously. This was the first thing he noted about the man standing in his office on the Euston Road one Friday morning in mid-April. The second thing he noted, as the man removed his coat, was that his visitor wore a black shirt and a smart white dog-collar.