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The Back Row Brethren

By |September 23rd, 2024|Categories: Uncategorised|Tags: , |

Prague, Czech Republic Oh dear, I have done it again. That sign of increasing age, of gradually increasing infirmity, of publicly stating that the ageing process is beginning to take its toll. No longer is it just a matter of keeping an eye out for the nearest gents – a phenomenon that hits so many males after the age of 50 – on this occasion I fell asleep in public.It was in Prague, addressing a conference of likeminded surgeons, although my own particular session had been slightly earlier. I had escaped from the main[...]

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Plod, Slither, Beetle Fall

By |September 23rd, 2024|Categories: Uncategorised|Tags: , |

Vail, USA So we have done it. The challenge was made, the offer accepted and 17 days of backcountry skiing later, the record has been set. I am now expert on the beetle fall, the pinball turn and avalanches turning safety into danger. My skis feel as natural as feet. The challenge? Crazy in one respect, simple in another, so perhaps I had best explain. Spread around and between the skiing towns of Colorado’s Vail and Aspen is a massive six million-acre expanse of part-forested and mountainous wilderness. This is the home[...]

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Juju Journey

By |September 23rd, 2024|Categories: Uncategorised|Tags: , |

Blantyre, Malawi The boy was milliseconds from HIV, the bloodstained razor blade held viciously against his ear. The deformed black woman, clad in tattered brown dress, smiled as she pulled his head towards her. I leapt forward. “Don’t!” I shouted helplessly, aware that in deepest Malawi we were on our own. For a moment she hesitated, then the hand came down, blade nestling gently in her palm. She smiled again. “Just a demonstration,” she whispered hoarsely. “You wanted to know what I did. If I cut him, the witches will stay away.”[...]

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Lady touts, taxi touts and Umm Ali

By |September 23rd, 2024|Categories: Uncategorised|Tags: , |

Alexandria, Egypt How dull it would be if all nations were the same, as if it were expected that we should each behave in an identical way. Yet my experience of Egypt, which is where I am sat right now, has begun to make me wish that on occasions peoples might clone. Now and again it would just be good for folk to be predictable, equally so. There is nothing predictable about arriving in Egypt. It seemed simple at the time. Could I give a series of talks in Alexandria? I scanned[...]

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It’s official. I am a wimp

By |September 23rd, 2024|Categories: Uncategorised|Tags: , |

Durban, South Africa So it’s official. I am a wimp. At least I try to pretend I am not, but I am. It’s Africa, you see, South Africa in particular. It seemed such a good idea at the time. A couple of days off after a conference, a long way home, so why not stop by a tourist sight and soak up a holiday atmosphere for a short while? But then I chose the wrong time, with Durban being in chaos, crowds lining the streets, demonstrations everywhere, and even a couple of[...]

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Modesty should be their second name

By |September 23rd, 2024|Categories: Uncategorised|Tags: , |

Tripoli, Lebanon I feel sad today, although perhaps sad is the wrong word. Unsettled might be better. You see, one of the surgeons is leaving us, and it is so terribly clear that he is as respected as they come. It has also made me think of how those in mainstream medicine have definitely got it wrong. It has taken me a while to get there but…oh well…here goes. For reasons that are not immediately clear, folk become famous in world medicine by being noisy, by writing lots of scientific papers, by[...]

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