Medical Drama!
Today my father visited hospital. To be issued with a machine to measure his blood pressure over the next 24 hours.
I think largely because he wanted to. They couldn't be bothered to argue with him.
Meanwhile.
I'm stuggling to keep three rich, beautiful women happy. At the same time.
So does that sound like a man who's got problems?
Or that it's past time for Britain to start burying its long dead.
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