Who’d volunteer for jab named Sputnik?
HELLO all. Here I am again. A second column sounds tough – like the proverbial “difficult” second album – but thanks for all your kind words about my first. And to those who were critical... move along please! Lots of you asked about my health. Well, apart from the chemo, which is fairly hard, I’m OK and dealing well with the side effects. I’m getting on with my Talk Radio show, which is a great thing to look forward to.Writing this column also helps enormously, as I’m sure lots of people with cancer find talking about their illness to be great therapy. I certainly do.
As I mentioned, last week was National Kidney Cancer Awareness Week, and while I’m writing this I’m in the midst of it.
I set up an interview with two senior nurses who specialise in kidney cancer. But before it could take place I took a call from something called the Communications Unit of the NHS, telling me that they have to OK media requests.What a waste of time and money.
I was going to talk about something far more important today, so let’s try doing just that.
Firstly I want to gloat about how lucky we are to get away from the European Union – the “European Empire” as I call it – and the ridiculous situation that it caused by invoking Article 16 of the Northern Ireland Protocol.
Had it been the other way round and Boris Johnson had invoked Article 16, it would still be the top story on the BBC and The Guardian.
Then there’s the Russian vaccine – named Sputnik. Not that we’re considering buying it here, but I’m just idly wondering how many of us would volunteer to have a vaccine called Sputnik from Russia shoved into our arms?
On that note, I’m getting my jab. By the time you read this I’ll have had it and if I have sideeffects I’m sure they won’t be any worse than the consequences of lockdown: wandering around the same few rooms in a forgetful fog, wondering what I came there for.
Again, thanks for reading. Hopefully I’ve put a smile on your face – and let’s hope with our vaccinations we’ll be through this confinement sooner rather than later.
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NOW, I’M not sure whether this is an abuse of my position or not. You’ll have to tell me.
My friend Timmy Clark was once a member of a group – Stutz Bear Cats. You may or may not have heard of them.
Timmy was also in a number of groups that performed on Eurovision. Sadly none of them won.
He has been obsessed with becoming famous for a long time but hasn’t quite reached the heights he’d hoped for – although he did appear at the London Palladium.
After he called time on his musical career he retrained and became a hairdresser to the stars.
Now, it’s his birthday next week and I can’t think what to get him, except to mention his name in the Daily Express.
So here it is, and a very happy birthday Timmy.
You’ll never see 60 again but I’ll tell the readers to wish you all the best and recommend they watch your online show Timmy’s World TV. It’s very funny.