Here We Go Round The Mulberry Bush
Well, there you go. As widely predicted, the Election will take place on May 5th. The Queen apparently 'graciously agreed' to dissolve parliament earlier this morning and Tone turned up outside his gaff to inform the assembled hacks.Cue floodgates of spin, analysis, reportage, claim, counter-claim and shite between now and the end of the hustings.
In the meantime, as I sit here with my bad foot elevated and iced as advised by the nice lady from NHS-Direct, I can't get an appointment with any of my local GPs until Thursday 21st April. Not much changed there since 1997 then. What has changed though is that I can now attend a local NHS walk in centre open from 7:30am to 10:30pm. This place is staffed with doctors and nurses and is available for those illnesses/injuries that don't justify a trip to A and E. So, credit where it's due and a big thumbs up to Tone and the crew.
I'll let you know how I get on.
****UPDATE****
Well, that was painless - apart from the clinical forcing of my foot to places it hasn't been since last wednesday. Less than an hour to see an assessment nurse and then, if your condition dictates, a doctor. Pretty efficient I'd say. A little like doctor's surgeries used to be like before they introduced the pointless appointment system. Must've looked fuckin' great on paper that. You're either friggin' ill or you're not. Consequently you need to see a doctor. It never used to be too difficult. You turned up, waited and you were seen to. If you were dying and and the surgery was shut, the locum would come out and see to you. These days you can't get an appointment because of the number of inconsiderate twats who make 'em and then don't have the courtesy to cancel. Near enough 30% of appointments aren't kept at my local Health Centre.
I'd give 'em a 'three strikes and you're out' ultimatum. "Well you couldn't be arsed to pick up a phone, call in or even write to let us know you weren't going to turn up , so now we can't be arsed treating you, so die you bone idle waste of space."
PC problems at the mo'. My home desktop is playing up, constantly freezing, won't talk to my iPod and is generally unreliable. A reload of the OS hasn't helped either. Looks like friggin' hardware again - memory maybe. I just hope it's not the motherboard. In the meantime I've got a borrowed IBM Thinkpad T41 with an ASUS PCMCIA wireless network card so I'm not completely cut off from the blogosphere. Just as well with my present inabilty to amuse myself otherwise. Well.....apart from the obvious......
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