Category Archives: gods & monsters

McGoohan, McGoohan, McGone.

Just remembered that Patrick McGoohan died yesterday. Farewell childhood hero, our rebel without reason (but not without a cause), now you’re Number Zero.

I’m currently listening to “I Helped Patrick McGoohan Escape” by The Times. S’alright.

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I Won A Book!

http://londonist.com/2008/12/prizewinning_medical_trivia.php

Congratulations to Dan Griliopoulos, winner of our Medical London competition. We asked for a piece of trivia connected with medicine in London, and Dan provided this:

“The premier London medical story has to be that of Samuel Pepys’ stone. Not the actual operation – which was long and painful (without anaesthetic) or highly dangerous (without modern medical techniques they had to cut up through the perineum to actually reach the kidneys where the stones were forming) – but his later love for the tennis ball-sized lump of crystalline urine. He’d carry it in his pocket everywhere, show it to friends, and once considered spending 24s (a hefty sum) on a display case so he could show it off in his house. He also had yearly dinners to show his appreciation at surviving, where guests would drink and eat themselves into an absolute stupor, pretty much guaranteeing that they too would end up with similar kidney problems to his…”
So a copy of the much-praised tome Medical London is on the way to him.

Happy Cheesecake Day

Yes, for Jews all over the world this is Cheesecake day! The day where you’re obliged to eat Cheesecake or Blintzes, Shavuot, the festival of, uh, cheese. Wikipedia has this explanation of “the night before the Torah was given, the Jews went to sleep to be well-rested for the big day ahead. However, they failed to rise early, and Moses had to come to wake them up to meet God, Who was already waiting atop the mountain”. So they were rewarded with Cheesecake. The Jewish aspect of the monotheist’s god is a wonderfully arbitrary chap and the fact that he’ll massacre 15,000 people for saying Aaron’s a bit greedy about his clothing but doesn’t mind his entire nation sleeping in and forgetting about this book he’s written , that he’d like them to memorise and study intently every day for eternity.