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January: Started a Twitter account pretending to be Boots - minor PR scandal.

February: Moved in with my girlfriend.

March: Best Man at a wedding in Florida.

April: Sold something (which had been given to me as a gift) on ebay.

May: Started writing friendly messages for strangers again.

June: Given a rubber dinghy for my 23rd birthday.

July: Bought my first car. Terrifying.

August: Performed at the Edinburgh Fringe. Experienced heartburn for the first time.

September: Parents moved to Australia.

October: Dressed as an amoeba for Halloween after two years of planning.

November: Grew an unpopular beard.

December: Went to an art gallery. Saw a sculpture of a dead dog wearing a party hat.

Happy New Year!

Last night, while walking past the BMI Albyn Hospital in Aberdeen, I spotted this worrying note on a car windscreen.

I’m not sure if the note is an official communiqué from BMI Healthcare, “the UK’s Number 1 private hospital group”, but it does raise some interesting questions. Mainly, what are Medical Gases? I found the answer on Wikipedia:

Oxygen: Oxygen may be used for patients requiring supplemental oxygen via a mask.

Nitrous Oxide: Nitrous Oxide is supplied to various surgical suites for its anaesthetic functions during pre-operative procedures.

Nitrogen: Nitrogen is typically used to power surgical equipment during various procedures.

Carbon Dioxide: Typically used to inflate or suspend tissues during surgery.

Medical Gas Test Mixtures: Often used for patient diagnostics such as lung function testing or blood gas analysis.

Medical Gases sound quite important, don’t they?

After I read the note I had a look at the ‘illegally parked’ car. The note implies that the car was blocking access to the hospital car park but as far as I could tell it wasn’t blocking anything. While I was investigating, a nurse drove out of the car park without a problem, as if to prove my point.  I understand that delivery trucks are probably slightly larger than the average nurse’s car, but even if the delivery driver had found it impossible to access the hospital car park couldn’t they have just parked further away and wheeled the gas in? I was surprised that a professional Medical Gas courier would have decided to give up on a delivery – especially when the running of a hospital depended on it.

So how is Aberdeen’s Albyn Hospital going to cope without a Medical Gas supply? Will they be forced to perform operations without anaesthetic or fully functioning surgical equipment? Will patients who require supplemental oxygen be left gasping? Will lung function and blood go un-analysed?

I’ve written to the hospital to find out, but in the meantime I’ve cancelled my vasectomy.

[Bonus points if you noticed that 'receive' is misspelled.]

Dear Mr Dryburgh,

Thanks for contacting us about ‘Saturday Kitchen Live’ on 03 September. I understand you believe one of the chefs incorrectly identified a female lobster as male.

The term ‘bad boy’ has become a common slag* term used to describe a thing that’s impressive. This is what was meant. The chef wasn’t referring to the sex of the lobster.

However, I appreciate your concerns and I’d like to assure you that I’ve registered your complaint in our audience logs. The audience logs are seen as important documents that can help shape decisions about future programming and content.

Regards,
BBC Complaints

[*I believe the BBC meant to write 'slang' here. Instead, they have used the word 'slag', which is offensive and has caused me to write another complaint. Thanks to Natassia for pointing this out.]

The next few weeks are going to be a bit odd for me. Bad odd. My parents are moving permanently to Australia on the 7th, which is very exciting, but I don’t have any visits planned to see them and I haven’t given much thought about what life is going be like without them living just a short drive away. I’ve known for a long time that they’d be moving, but September always seemed so far away, far enough not to worry about. Well here I am, worrying.

Also, my girlfriend has just started a new job and of course I’m very happy for her, but to impress her new boss she’s been spending most evenings studying which has left me on my own.

To be honest, I’m a bit lonely.  Lonely enough that I’ve booked myself onto a free Time Management Course just to give me something to do.  The first thing I thought when I signed up to the course was ‘If I arrive late to this I can make a brilliant joke’ which probably shows that I’m not really mature enough to attend a Time Management Course.  Recently I’ve found myself daydreaming about the course – perhaps if I arrive late and crack a good enough joke then one of the other attendees will become my friend.  A friend, yes.  I’d like to have a friend.  Someone to chat to, to laugh with, to confide in – what I really need is a friend, a best friend.

So I thought I’d run a competition to find myself a best friend and I’m inviting you to enter. Obviously we’re not going to be BFFs (Best Friends Forever), I’m not trying to trap you. Our best-friendship will last one week, from Monday 12th September to Sunday 18th September. Hopefully this will be a rewarding experience for both of us, though I can’t make any promises. As your best friend I will call you every day and send you two proper letters during our week.  If you live near enough, we can even try to meet. Don’t worry if you’re far away though, that’s okay. So, wow! There are only four rules for the Best Friend Competition.

  • You must live in the UK.  Are you crazy? I cannot phone abroad every day.
  • You must be 20 or over.  I am a 23 year old man, I cannot be ‘besties’ with a teenager.
  • You must not have met me.  That would be cheating.
  • You must not try to kill me.  Please.

So if you’re interested in becoming my best friend for a week, just apply below telling me why.  I’ll pick the winner half-randomly, half-based on how friendly you come across. Entries must be submitted by noon on Saturday 10th September.

Oh, hello. I am on the left. I normally have eyes.

Good luck!

[The competition has now closed.]

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