The Wall of Honour. The Masked Donor - Unveiled.

Miller's Fund Raiser. 

The question for the last three days was  this - who was the generous donor who had my name inscribed on the Wall of Honour at the Royal Society of Medicine? 

This morning, Dr Elizabeth Miller was found strapped on the floor to a copy of Good Medical Practise. She cited the Fifth amendment but the Medical Act overruled every law in the UK and Internationally. She was whipped with a copy of the Medical Act and forced to break her code of silence under terrible circumstances of torture. She cited " the law of confidence", a rare GMC misdemeanor only applicable to whistleblowers. That appeared not to hold water. In a last bid to keep mum, she  hid behind her dashing surgical dish while clutching to her copy of Good Medical Practise. Her dashing surgical bit of fluff speed read through all his LLM  law books to save his damsel in distress. He even offered the world of women the opportunity to use Miller's stash of polish on his head as a distraction technique.

After three days of searches high and low, the Royal Society of Medicine finally admitted that the donor for my name to be placed on the Wall of Honour was none other than Dr Miller. 

Miller had apparently been partial to cream cakes a few months ago. She was therefore found locked in her kitchen munching Druckers cakes for months while people attended what she calls a "fund raiser". Apparently, people  donated their hard earned money to  the view point that Druckers cakes and chocolates were the key to the alternative view. Let's face it, if we were the establishment, there would be free cakes, chocolates and parties everyday. There would be much fun to be had. Sadly, we are blessed with a UK medical establishment who has no sense of humour and no sense of style.

Anyhow, I have decided to thank all those who donated money at the fund raiser. It was extremely kind of them  and it means a lot to me. I have attempted my best behaviour for Miller in order to extract her database of donors but no doubt she will plead the DPA and I have no defence.  It's not the accolade of being on the Wall of Honour but the fact that anyone would be kind enough to donate 1p to a wall other than my gravestone. That is what makes all the difference.

So one of these days, when I do reach the RSM for photo-opportunities with Miller and the others, I shall also do the following [ this is an extract sent to Professor Catto early this morning]

"If I bump into you at the RSM later this year, I shall of course drag you down to the wall where you shall accompany me in a photo opportunity! Might as well ensure there is photo-evidence of the few live people on the Wall of Honour. This means standing next to me [ which may be rather dangerous from the establishments point of view but I am quite harmless] and saying "cheese" to my friends' mobile phone cameras" 

Imagine an element of normality hitting the great and erudite Graeme Catto Ex El Presidente :). I always think that standing next to Miller and myself would be so much more pleasant than standing next to Carol Black. We have better wonderbras for starters. He may not be Melvyn Bragg but hey Miller has the polish under her stairs for his head incase of emergencies.  Miller and I need to discuss options of a wig incase of flash photography difficulties.We are not quite sure whether Catto has mirror reflections or whether he appears on photographs.