I,m a wee pain in the arse at my treatment room. I slag all the other guys waiting their turn. They're mostly older than me amd I call them coffin dodgers and ask if they'll remember how to get home. They take it well and stops the atmosphere becoming too serious.
Is it the new Beatson? Some place up there. My wee ex employer (who's now employed me again) goes up there. Brill staff.
Ciaran, not quite the sphincter, prostate cancer, so ST was fairly accurate - maybe he goes to the same treatment room.
Tina, yeah the new Beatson at Gartnavel. The staff are brilliant, all lovely young lady radiotherapists.
My uncle found out he had that two days before he was to go to Oz for a couple of months were two of my cousins live. Nae shrimps on the Barbie for you Brendan.