It's 5am, and we are attending to the now traditional early morning 'maternataxi'.
Two women leave the house, one is obviously pregnant while the other is wheeling the pregnant woman's case.
'Hello', says my crewmate motioning to the pregnant woman, 'You must be our patient'.
The patient nods an affirmative.
'And you', he continues to the woman following, 'you must be her mother'.
'Erm, no', she replies, 'I'm her sister…'
I would like to apologise to all the people in that street for waking them up with my laughter.
My crewmate was a tad embarrassed and of course I didn't let him forget it for the rest of the shift.