Last Friday the battery in my van had run down and I needed one of the tires reflated, so I called out the AA. About twenty minutes later along came Dave. A cheery, talkative chap. I soon found out that he was actually studying for the Knowledge. For those outside London that’s where trainee black cab drivers learn all the roads and streets of London and be able to describe in detail how to get from point A to point B from memory.Read More »
There is a saying that good or bad things come in threes. Not sure that it’s true but hey someone said it other than me.
Happy events however are a little bit rarer for me let alone four of them at the same time. They are not related as such other so I cannot even spin them into one of my anthologies however hard I try. Oh well….
The Jackson Five, Enid Blytons ‘The Famous Five’. There is no ‘high four’ or ‘high three’. Five fingers, five toes, five tongues if you are a nagging female alien from the planet Trog etc.
You get the drift? I do like a good anthology and I have one for you again today. This time they are based on the number five and prostate cancer.
Sit back and enjoy.
Fresh with the horrific statistics that I present to them, at just about every talk that I give on prostate cancer I am asked the question “Why is there not a national screening programme for prostate cancer?” Related to that, If you were one of the many proactive men that went to go and see your GP about getting a PSA test and ended up being dissuaded from, outright refused or even lied to the origins of that may be rooted in a health paper that was published just over three years to the day…Read More »
I Am The One In Three 