Here at last is the final installment of the Red Brolly Day trove of umbrella pictures. I have been so busy working in the hospital (I am now up to 64 hour shifts) that I haven't had time to post them let alone blog every last conversation I have with a harassed doctor about my piles. But I am unstinting in my devotion to single-handedly saving the NHS (while getting a free vanity transplant at the taxpayers' expense) and would not seek to prove how hard I am working by blogging about it every 5 minutes.
I am sure my reward for my devotion to the government will come with a peerage, especially after I supported Cameron and single-handedly swung the AV referendum his way with my ill-judged-and-still-not-apologised-for-inaccurate-borderline-in-breach-of-regulations-political-campaigning blog post. Anyway, enough of this, on with the pictures.
First up is someone who many people have described as my nemesis - Sir Hubert Carrington of NCVO. Nemesis? How stupid. Folk do like to make more of things than is necessary. To call him a nemesis glamorises our relationship to an implausible level. Our mutual mistrust and dislike goes much deeper than that.
And secondly, here is a picture of my spoofer Sir Stephen Bubb, peering nervously around him before heading out into the rain, looking for all the world like a man who has never seen or used an umbrella before.
Although there is no truth to the accusation that this is the first time these 2 people have appeared together for the common good, as promised I will be donating a sum of cash (£29.99) to Gampic Relief (via Comic Relief) for these (and the earlier) photos I have been sent.
My problem is that I was going to try and squeeze it through BUBB expenses so I wouldn't actually have to pay for it but as I am not technically working there at the minute I am not sure I can get away with it.
I can't really add it to the NHS budget as such a sum on top of what they are paying me to legitimise Cameron's pre-determined butchery of the NHS could bankrupt it long before the private sector vultures start circling around the profitable bits.
I suppose I will have to pay the sum myself. Do my beloved readers need proof of my philanthropy? A picture of me holding a large cheque perhaps? If there is any positives from the cessation of cheques in 2018 it will be that such cliched photographs will thankfully be a thing of the past.
Or do you trust me? It's not as if I have been over defensive about expenses and payments in the past after all.