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Most GPs are fine - I'd take them over consultants any day - the worst human being I've ever met was a consultant I was sent to 35 years ago for a suspected ulcer - the man had a god complex the size of the fucking universe.

They should show that to a troop of chimps - it would keep them entertained for hours.

John Tudor vs the Mackems in Ollie Burton's testimonial. May 1973.

Jean-Marie Le Pen Seems a while since we've had a proper "Good fucking riddance".

They've introduced an online triage system at my GPs which started last year and it's worked in general but I'd support Wykiki in that the meds review system seems to be shit within that. I requested an appointment online twice and got texts with booking links only to find no appointments available when I tried those links. I had to ring in the end and eventually got an appointment (tomorrow as it happens) which meant having to renew my prescription manually in writing (FFS) just before Christmas. This for a review of three drugs, two of which I've been told are for life anyway.

That's the first one mentioned I was at. Mine was Jim Iley in an Easter Monday 2-1 defeat at Leeds. (Scanning down I was at Holden's QPR game - the infamous Peter Withe dog game).

Chelsea after Guehi according to the banner on SSN.

The returning players have made a bit of a difference but I see the "Newcastle only won because of the missing players" narrative is already being deployed.

They signed a keeper but that one yesterday looked decent - obviously they worked on the deal before really knowing that and Forster has been shit but I still don't think this will solve their problems.

If Brighton's was a pen than the Gordon one was.

This lass is now arguing with the fucking rule. Fuck. Off.

How should you have won trampy?

I was "in" yesterday - took till ten for the year's first "This data is wrong" and my reply with "No it isn't, this is why, and attached is the evidence so fuck off* exchange ( note" fuck off" was sadly sanitised) .

"Magpies FC". I hope the cunt dies this year.

We've gone back to not existing - time for bed.