Pills for Visiting Hours is the fourth book in a series to form a compilation called Sweet Pills for the Hospital Ward. A defining feature of this anthology is restless verse primed to divert sluggish thoughts away from pending medical appointments to refocus upon the fabric of society. Illustrated plays are punctuated with images of politicians and other despots. Social issues are addressed using political satire as a cathartic remedy for hospital inmates.Institutionalised patients are deterred from speculating on their medical procedures by distracting their attention to the antics of policy makers. Hospital inmates may discover solace in helping these public celebrities. Resolving the illness in society can be a cathartic process simultaneously recovering both the patient and society. In particular, the play Euro Fable is likely to beguile readers with the pantomime of European intrigue flavoured with illustrations using original artwork by the author.Critics assert stories benefit from an evil antagonist. Conforming to this formula, the anecdotes within contain a plethora of dubious characters. As throughout the author's hospital series, plays, poems and fables are richly enhanced with the usual assortment of woolly-minded despots and sycophantic flunkies of world governance. Though intended for a patient destined for a long spell, the verses may be read by anyone seeking asylum from dominant ideology.Also in the hospital series: Book One - Pills for the First ConsultationBook Two - Pills for the First NightBook Three - Pills for the First DayBook Four - Pills for Visiting HoursBook Five - Pills for the Homeward BoundBy popular demand, the series is compiled into one book called Sweet Pills for the Hospital WardWhat others have said about this book: 'Full of disturbing doggerel and paintings... enough to drive one to drink.' - Arnold from the end stool in the 'Cat and Wheel''It's full of self-indulgent twaddle that upsets the clients, I mean patients. It's an outrage. If I catch any copies of this book in the hospital we will bring a claim.' - Anonymous, contractual administrator at Bristol Royal Infirmary.'This Lansdown fellow assured me a congenial read. After contemplating a pleasant poem, I turn a page and up pops some dreadful angst ridden saga. Plays should be about nice things like beer and steam engines, not politicians.'- Chris the postman.'This author glorifies blandness itself... the poems are even worse.' - Ex-girlfriend of the author.'Such harmful plays highlight the urgency of our current campaign for the compulsory implementation of microchips into the cerebral cortex of the populace. Those predisposed to write banal nonsense can be reprogrammed to find their muse while picking potatoes in a field' - Maureen, senior social worker and free-lance clairvoyan