Dr. Tizzard : part two.

Well in the end Dr. Tizzard didn't need to send a car as the Army Dispatch rider was a dab hand with a pumpshaft and what he didn't know about greasing nipple valves wasn't worth mentioning. And it wasn't a total waste of time for me either because 'The Trusting Chef' were holding an all comers rumba and I just happened to have my frilly shirt in the holdall, I came in first place and had my dance card marked for the next four years. Anyway, I digress. We eventually got back and and I went straight to Dr. Tizzards. 'Doctor,' I said, 'I feel so well now I can't remember why I'm here.'

'Lal,' He said, 'It's just as well to have a check up now and again. Tell me, have you had any problems over the last few months, and if not, why not!'

'I did have a couple of problems while I was away in pantomime, I had trouble with a large woman that kept standing on the back of my long wig and a frisky shetland pony that kept nibbling but apart from that I've been in the pink. Except my little usual things like feeling as faint as a robin when I lift my head from the pillow in the morning and I still keep going limp when there's an 'r' in the month, but I've lived with that for years. It doesn't affect me socially, I still mingle.'

'Lal,' He said, 'You sound as if you're almost back to your normal health. Keep up the good work, but do come and see me from time to time, because I haven't been feeling that well lately, and it's nice to have a chat with a friend when you've spent most of the night lying awake, looking at the ceiling hoping the throbbing will stop.'

'Doctor,' I said, 'Anytime you're feeling under the weather and need to have a chat, you know where I live, that's what friends are for, to give a comforting word or maybe share a joke. Don't worry, why don't you shut up now and have a glass of wincarnis and a lie down? You'll feel much better after a little doze.'

'Yes,' he said, 'maybe you're right. I have been overdoing it, and another thing, I've been reading so many books lately on diseases and their symptoms that I'm beginning to imagine that I've got every illness under the sun.'

'It's easily done,' I said, ' I remember Everard reading a book on dogs once, and it took the vet three months to convince him that he didn't have hard pad!'