One of the main events on the Lerwick November social calendar is the flu fair. This is the occasion when burghers of a certain age or infirmity can turn up at the Clickimin Centre, have a go on the dodgems, win a goldfish at the coconut shy, enjoy a cup of tea with the bearded lady (Dodie o' Nortroo always enjoyed dressing up!), and get speared like a tuna by one of the leather-clad jackbooted nurses employed by the Shetland Health Board for such purposes.
Actually, some elements of the previous paragraph are the result of my fevered imagination, and I apologise for any alarm I may have caused, in penning them, to readers of a delicate disposition. I received my jag from Dr. Krusche (who is referred to as Dr. Crush by some of the populace - makes him sound like a character from a 1960s teen magazine!). I didn't feel a thing from the injection (I almost asked for my money back) and declined the offer of a cuppa, as too much tea makes me want to do what rhymes with it (it's the tablets, you know!). I sat for the obligatory ten minutes, pondering on life, and reading some of the brochures describing the awful ailments which can afflict the human frame and what the Shetland Health Board can do about them. I then went home, duly inoculated against the dreaded flu bug.
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Oil Painting by Jim Tait
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Sunday, 22 November 2009
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