So that was a week, was it? No actually it’s been a fortnight, and the next one bodes to be the same again. Here’s roughly what it’s been like:
Oh, much like normal then.
Happy Birthday to my Mother who is still going strong at the excellent age of 97! OK she’s very deaf, fairly frail and needs a frame to get about — she’s entitled to at 97! — but she is all there mentally still. She spends her days reading, painting, knitting and sewing. She makes endless soft toys and the like for anyone who wants one. We went to see her yesterday; we popped in mid-morning and left with her an orchid of hers which I have nursed into flower again. Returning after lunch she had already done a little painting of the orchid! As she says, she’d rather wear out than rust out.
Here she is enjoying the care home garden in Summer 2011, just before her 96th birthday.
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I’ll be delighted if at 80 I’m as good as my mother is at 97!
I don’t recall the subject of Tara’s Gallery last week, but whatever it was it didn’t excite me. But we’re back with a submission for this week’s theme: Yellow.
Almost inevitably yellow means flowers, but I’ve tried to find something else as well.

This water lily was in the Water Lily House at Kew Gardens.
Isn’t it delightful?

Again at Kew, a couple of flowers in their garden centre shop.
But you know, it’s very odd. I really don’t have that many shots of outstandingly yellow things. Lots of reds, greens and blues, but very few yellows. Maybe I just lead a dull life?
Another selection of links to items you may have missed, and will wish you hadn’t. In no particular order …
Worried about Friday 13th? Or scared by the number 7? Seems that 13 July is the least safe day of the year.

And now they reckon watremelon might be the next super-food. Hmmm … sounds like a load of round things to me.
An interesting article on the pointlessness of Page 3 and the pointlessness of trying to ban it. So it’s another load of pointless round things!
Interesting suggestion that psychedelic drugs, including LSD can cure depression. Not sure I’m ready for that yet!
Well if you British men are feeling depressed, this might cheer you up. Apparently (on average) we’re better endowed than many of our rivals.
So from stiff things to … prosthetics. Ancient Egypt never ceases to amaze. Apparently they not only had prosthetic toes, but they were actually functional for walking.
While in the ancient world, underwater archaeologists are to revisit the wreck the Antikythera machine was found. That could be very interesting, especially if they manage to find more pieces.
And still on the ancient world it seems they now think that Orkney was the centre of the (British) neolithic world. Was there really nowhere less godforsaken?
Finally a different aspect of body adornment. It seems there’s a lot more to tribal tattoos than I had actually realised. I’m still not tempted though.
Well her we are at week 47 in my experiment documenting each week five things which have made me happy of for which I’m grateful.
And what a week! I’ve not had time to turn round this week and the next two don’t look any better; I’m feeling seriously stressed and lacking “me time”. But it serves me right for volunteering!
So anyway, to my five things. This week I give you …
More experimental cooking tonight. We had some pork escalopes, so I tried a variation on Normandy style.
Pork Escalopes with Apple, Onion and Sage
I used …
Enough Pork Escalopes (about 5-10mm thick)
2 slightly under-ripe Cox’s Apples
Bunch of Scallions
Handful of fresh Sage Leaves
Half glass of Armagnac (Calvados would be better)
Salt, Pepper and Olive Oil
Large knob of Butter
And this is what I did …
Comments …
It tasted good, but it didn’t work quite as well as I had hoped.
The apple was good and stayed in whole slices which, with the scallions, were slightly sweet and tangy on the plate, setting off the pork nicely. That was what I wanted, hence why I had used Cox’s; something like a Bramley apple would be more tart (nice for me) but would also disintegrate.
One apple might have been enough for two of us. The apple/scallion mix made quite a lot of juice; too much to reduce quickly and thicken with butter to a thick sauce. This also meant that neither the pork not the apple slices browned at all, as I had hoped. Next time I’m inclined to cook the apple/scallion separately so it might caramelise slightly. And having ended up with too much liquid it needed a little cream, rather than butter, to make it into the right Normandy-style sauce.
An alternative approach might be to breadcrumb the pork — using sage & onion stuffing mix would work well! But then you definitely don’t want much juice so you’ll need to cook the apple separately.
And it would work just as well with any other style of potato and with hot vegetables rather than salad — depending solely on your preference at the time.
Verdict …
Not quite what I had hoped for, but by no means a failure. As Noreen so politely said: I’ve eaten far worse in restaurants!
Pavonine
From the Latin pāvōn-em peacock.
As some of you may know I’ve managed to get myself embroiled (at a local level and from a patient perspective) in some of the health service reforms which are now happening.
Partly as a result of this I’m reading Ben Goldacre’s latest book Bad Pharma: How drug companies mislead doctors and harm patients.
Even if only 25% of what Goldacre alleges in the first quarter of the book is true (and that seems conservatively low) there is a scary, systematic and unethical ethos pervading the whole of the pharmaceutical industry which emanates from both the drug companies and the regulators.
At the end of the first chapter [p.99], where Goldacre has discussed the problem of missing drug trial data, he issues this challenge:
If you have any ideas about how we can fix this [the missing drug trial data], and how we can force access to trial data — politically or technically — please write them up, post them online, and tell me where to find them.
What follows is my small response to Goldacre’s challenge.
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As patients there is not a lot we can do to address these issues; they’re just too big for the man on the Chapham omnibus to be able to make, individually, a difference. Given that the drug industry, the academics, the medical professional bodies and the regulators have singularly failed to adequately address the issues, the major thrust of the resolution probably now has to come in the form of primary legislation across all territories — something for which sadly few politicians are likely to have the stomach and no government the priority. However that doesn’t mean we patients can (or should) do nothing. This is what I think we can do, at least in the UK.
One way to do this would be for GPs to be given guidance on what patients expect of them. This is likely to be way beyond the minimum acceptable standards required by legislation and regulation. And indeed I’m involved at my local level in drafting just that. I can’t say more about it at present as the work is still in draft form, uncompleted by the authors, unapproved by the sponsoring group and of course not yet delivered to its expected recipients. (That it is being done is in the public domain as it is referenced in publicly accessible meeting minutes.) However we are committed to it being published, and publicly accessible, when completed. With luck this will be before the end of the year, so I hope to return to it in a later column.
But such guidance could contain clauses like (all my wording will need tightening):
We should then be encouraging our MPs to support the motion.
According to the government’s own rules 100,000 signatures on an e-petition should trigger a parliamentary debate. That ought to be achievable if everyone buying Goldacre’s book signs and gets another couple of signatures. Create a Facebook page and it could attract even more signatures.
No that isn’t actually a lot in terms of fixing a worldwide, pervasive problem with Big Pharma. But we have to start somewhere and it is probably as much as we patients can realistically do initially, at least initially. Items 1 and 2 should start a trickle up of activity. Hopefully 3 and 4 will start a hammer down.
Thoughts from anyone?
Apart from the known and the unknown, what else is there?
[Harold Pinter]
OK, so slightly later than planned let’s look at the last of the five questions (series 2) I posed a few weeks back.
Question 5. What places would you have pierced on your body and which parts would you never have pierced?
Well there’s a very easy answer to that: Anywhere and nowhere!
But like all generalisations it isn’t entirely true as I already have a piercing.
[The squeamish, or anyone who doesn’t want too much information, should skip the following paragraph and rejoin at the next set of square brackets.]
The piercing I have is a Prince Albert with a 5mm surgical steel ball-closure ring. It had been trickling round my kind for several years but suddenly became the right thing to do about 2½ years ago, just after I retired. No I don’t know why either, but it was a sort of rite of passage. And no it wasn’t especially painful — yes, it hurt for about 10 seconds — and it healed up well. Having it stretched (necessary with this piercing; but how and why would be just way too much information) to take a larger gauge ring was more painful than the initial piercing, but even that was only for a minute or so. The key to all this is a good piercer and excellent after-care and hygiene. (If anyone wants to know more, like if you’re thinking about having this done, contact me directly — this is a family show and I don’t want to unduly frighten the unprepared.)
[The squeamish can rejoin here.]
Once you’re had cold steel stuck through bits of your body, it loses it’s fear, although not the adrenaline buzz. In consequence I would have no problems with having almost anywhere pierced, although I don’t see the point of a lot of it.
So yes there are places I would never choose to have pierced — and maybe surprisingly that isn’t at all gender-based. I would have no problem with the more girlie things like ears, navel or nipples. But I’m no great fan of metal in eyebrows and I detest both nose rings and nose studs, on anyone — somehow they always look so naff.
However I think probably the only place I would never have pierced is my tongue. I can’t think of anything worse, or actually more painful, especially as it is one piercing that is known to heal badly and slowly. Yeuch!
Just a quick word for anyone thinking about getting a piercing. Pay attention to these 6 tips:
If you’re in doubt about any of the above three, go somewhere else.
The Association of Professional Piercers website has lots more good advice.
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So there you are. Five more questions asked and answered. I’ll maybe do another set of questions in a few months time, probably after Christmas. Let me know if there is anything you would especially like me to answer.