So, off we went to a good friends wedding reception up in South Yorkshire last week. We opted for the motor car as a mode of transportation and as such was treated to, not one, but two, visual feasts as we left the safety of London.
The first being the British Hernia Centre. Now, please do not misunderstand me, I don't find hernias in the least bit amusing. I am sure they are mighty unpleasant but to have a centre dedicated to hernias alone seemed a little ostentatious to me.
However, what's more, upon researching said centre, I found the "award winning" website (click here) to be utterly adorable. The interactive page allows you to see what kind of hernia you might have! Who needs medics? Pah.
The home page even states, and I quote, "PS: It helps if you have a sense of humour!". The FAQ's are ruddy BRILLIANT!!!
Q. I'm pregnant, should I fix the hernia before the baby is born?
A. Probably not.
Q. My Family Doctor says: "If it doesn't hurt you, just leave it alone and see what happens." Is this really good advice?
A. We would not seek to contradict any doctor, but we are increasingly coming to the view that this can be very bad advice.
Anyhoo, so I claimed that there were two funny things. The second delight occurred about three and half minutes later when a small vehicle with "WAZ School of Motoring" emblazoned across it overtook us on the North Circular. Really? Waz? Is that the best name you can come up with? I am of course pronouncing it W-A-Z as opposed to the new "cool" way of using it instead of the traditional and no less cumbersome "WAS".
I can't even find a website which is more than one step behind the hernia guys.
The wedding reception was great fun and the couple looked blissfully happy particularly enriched in the safe knowledge that when they return to London from their luxurious honeymoon, there is a hernia centre waiting....just in case.
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