My doctor just told me I am a feminist. I was furious. Bloody quacks, spouting the first diagnosis that comes into their heads, regardless of how it might make a chap feel. So I’m coming to you for a second opinion. Just to check.
It fell out like this. My daughter was ill so I was down at the medical centre to get a prescription. I don’t see the doc much so we were having a catch up. Usual medical stuff (“No, I still don’t smoke, drink, do drugs or eat fried food, and yes, I’m still running marathons every week and living entirely on raw brassicas and steamed fish”) and then she asked if I was ready for Christmas and I said: “Yes, presents