Doctor, Doctor

I don’t like going to the doctor.

I don’t like having to talk to the ‘Reception Nazis’.

I don’t like having to sit in the waiting room with other people.

I don’t like the depressing little room my quack sits in.

I don’t like how he NEVER seems to definitively know what the problem is.

I just don’t like it, so I don’t go.

It seems I'm justified.

“Undiagnosed Pychosis”?? “... see things or hear voices”??

WFT?!!

Fucking Ketamine for Christ’s sake!

Well, on a happier and more exciting note, I’m going to the Winter Olympics!

Another one of my dream trips I’m not going to put off any longer.

I don’t care what I see, although I’d prefer the Speed Skating to the Curling.

Schnee and Kev are very, very kindly putting me up.

Huge thanks to them in advance.

So, Vancouver; Brace yourself, I’m off the leash on on my way!

Julie Walters as Mo Mowlam in ‘Mo’ calling Mandelson a ‘Cunt!’.... Pure Gold!