It had couscous salad in it and everything. I bet this is some secret government plot to keep me on my toes and make me hungry as I continue putting in 98 hour shifts at the hospital. I am going to ask myself to conduct an independent review of my fellow workers' lockers.
Oh and a blog post I wrote about going on the Today programme and waffling on about competition not being a disease (I learnt this from a doctor - they are experts on diseases) and some other shite has disappeared from the internet. Or perhaps I never actually wrote it but just rehearsed in my head in the middle of the night what I would have written about coming over all coherent and vaguely authoritative on the radio had I actually been coherent and vaguely authoritative on the radio.
But I am not afraid to say that competition is essential to the long term future of the NHS. As in, you'll only get free treatment for a hernia if you win it in a spot the ball contest or get a hip replacement if your completed crossword is first out of the hat.