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Eurythmics and Aretha Franklin Sisters Are Doin' It For Themselves
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Train Drive By
(CD Single), Columbia, 12
Journey Don't Stop Believing
Rock Of America (Various Artists), Trax Label
Amy Macdonald This Is The Life
(CD Single), Vertigo
Mental as Anything Live It Up
Drive Time (Various Artists), Dino
Jack Savoretti Knock Knock
(CD Single), Fullfill Records, 8
Jimmy Cliff Wonderful World, Beautiful People
Jukebox 70's Hits -I Got The Music In, Old Gold
The Very Best Of Supertramp, Polygram Tv
The Verve The Drugs Don't Work
Music Of The Millennium (Various), Universal
Keane Silenced By The Night
(CD Single), Island, 1
M People Search For The Hero
No Greater Love (Various Artists), Global Records & Tapes
Iron Maiden Wasted Years
CD Single, EMI, 3
Tom Paxton The Last Thing On My Mind
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Today's Confession: Trust Me I'd A Doctor
Dear Simon and the collective,
My confession goes back to 1975 when I was still a junior doctor, and its only now that I have retired can I make this public, though it has, I admit, troubled me from time to time over the past 37 years.
There used to be quite a crowd of us lads and lasses from the same part of town who met in school, carried on through university and into work. My best mate Graham was amongst them, but also was his cousin Bernie who was a pain but he was always hanging around with us. Bernie always used to wind me up, and others, but he somehow had a way with the girls and he started going out with Jules while at university – who I had worshipped from afar since the age of 12.
Graham and Bernie were doing engineering and I was doing medicine. Bernie knew I’d had a ‘pash’ for Jules and would always make some snide remark when I’d see him round at Graham’s place. By the time I’d started doing my junior doctor bit in the local hospital, inevitably wedding bells were ringing for Bernie and Jules.
Graham was Bernie’s best man, but since Bernie was a bit of a ‘no-mates’, it didn’t look like his stag night was going to be that well attended, so Graham persuaded me to come along as well to make up the numbers. I went along and during the course of the night most of Bernie’s mates made their excuses and headed home, leaving Bernie with Graham and me.
One thing about Bernie was that he couldn’t take his drink very well, and he was soon in no fit state to walk, never mind drink! He was being supported between Graham and I as we trudged back to his place when we were passing my hospital and I had an idea…
I convinced Graham it would be rather amusing to take Bernie into casualty and get him properly plastered, so in we went. I got my white coat on, took Bernie along to an empty examining room and slapped a plaster on his leg. Yep, one of those massive leg plasters. I’m ashamed to say I also played the xylophone along his shin with a couple of rubber mallets we used, so he would have an aching leg when it was all done. Still a little tipsy, I decided it looked so good that we should do the other leg too! And one arm!
Needless to say, Bernie was in a bit of a state the next morning. We told him he’d passed out, fallen and broken one leg and damaged the other. The arm had a hairline fracture and it was only due to me that he’d been sorted out so quickly otherwise he’d still be stuck in casualty when he should have been at his wedding.
Jules wasn’t best pleased, and I’m sure all the guests were highly amused at the groom with his legs and arm in plaster all the way through, all through the photos, reception and off on his honeymoon to the Seychelles.
Having to keep the plaster on and dry must have had quite a dampening effect on the honeymoon.
When Bernie got back I told him to pop in and see me at the hospital and I’d be able to sort him out quickly with getting the plaster off, which of course I did, and he was very grateful for my help and how I’d saved his wedding.
So I ask forgiveness for what I put Bernie through, and the lovely Jules, and the photographer for trying to keep the leg out of the pictures…but no doubt today they can just Photoshop them.