97. Those Lying Grabbing Machines are Not Only At The Seaside (and careful who you lie too) Part 2

ClawIt was to be three weeks later that Ollie would be back in front of the unnamed consultant to go over his results. As the door closed and they sat him down to deliver the results and they didn’t get quite the reaction they may have been expecting.

He told the consultant that he already knew that he had prostate cancer and he didn’t spare any details or emotion in telling them how Mr Admin had callously shared the details with him.Read More »

96. Those Lying Grabbing Machines Are Not Only At The Seaside. Part 1

ClawYou may have played the machine as a child, at the very least you have seen it working. I can remember turning the air blue and slapping and banging the thing in frustration more than a few times. You deposited your coins, the machines grabber moved forward, then left, then right, then you hit the button of no return. The grabber slowly and expectantly descended into the rich sea of mouth-watering prizes. You shouted, you pleaded, begged even but ninety nine percent of the time it did nothing but grab sweet air.  

But that one percent was where the grabber actually caught the prize, shook it a little and maybe even lifted it before it slipped out of the grabbers clutches and back into the abyss.Read More »

80. Medicine from Both Ends

NeedleThere are two un-nerving things about training other companies staff in the middle of a pandemic. One is when they decide that they are not going to be on camera for the whole duration, that could be for one or two days. The second thing is while they are wrapped up safely at home you are venturing out into the dangerous unknown just to give them a bit of training.

While they are sitting or sleeping there behind a static video screen, as the tutor you have to wonder what’s on the other side. Are they dressed? Are they nude? Are they watching daytime TV and just have you on in the background? Has lockdown turned them into friendly unkempt troglodytes? Read More »

70. Two’s company but that does not always mean it’s a good thing

 

Thunderbird 2It’s my birthday today. Yeaaaah!!

I am fifty-two. It was two years and one day ago that those faithful words were uttered in my direction,

“It’s not good news and you cannot, not do anything about it’

Ripping my little world apart. Ahhhh, bless.

Not one to dwell on it, I shall be spending my big day with a Spiderman Victoria sponge cake, building a model Star Trek Voyager and for dinner a pandemic bag of fish and chips. The Uber delivered fish and chips being a rare and eye wateringly expensive indulgence.

A week ago, I had a Deja Vue moment. I wondered how I managed to find myself back, for the second time, derrière exposed on the surgery bench as I did almost exactly two years ago.

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