The, unfortunately named, "Becton Bunny Boiler"
Dr Ray has been drawing admiring glances from Dr Rita Pal, the author of NHSexposedblog. This has all been very welcome and part of me is pleased that someone has finally recognised my stunning good looks, cutting wit and lofty intellect. The image she has of me is a sort of cross between Oscar Wilde and Pierce Brosnan.
I have two problems with this.
Firstly I am a bit concerned about what she might do if our relationship were to turn sour and I prove to be a disappointment to her. Looking through her website, NHSexposed, Dr Pal is not the sort of lady I would like to cross. I don't know the full details of her problems with the GMC but from reading NHSexposed it seems she has taken on the might of the Medical and Legal establishment virtually single-handedly and won.
The second problem, faced by many men of my age, is a pressure to perform adequately. While I am generally happy to tootle along being mediocre with the occasional earthmoving performance, the expectation that I can satisfy Rita on a regular basis is a bit daunting. The Dr Rant team tackle the problem by organising themselves into a sort of shift system so that the pressure is off each individual member. Meanwhile, Dr Crippen, has indeed been the envy of every medical blogger by rising to the challenge on daily basis with enough output left over to fill a couple of pages of a newspaper, but even he has recently had to rest. We hope to see him back with his towering organ in the near future.
If I don't succeed in lowering Rita's expectations gently at least our pet rabbit already died of myxomatosis this summer and our dog is too big to get into a pot