Dear Mr. Wuddah
Thank you for your inspired suggestion, I can see that you didn’t get where you are today! I have told Mr. Aidoo that I will be flying to Accra, but tonight I shall drink two bottles of gin (or possibly more, I’ve finished most of the first one already) then tomorrow I shall go to see Dr Hatton. One look at me will be enough to persuade him to write a sick note and I shall have a cast-iron excuse for not travelling to Accra.
Thank you once again for your suggestion.