I sometimes wonder why we've never thought of fish & chip shops. We have chippies, and we have fish stalls where we can buy fish in batter (like this one), but no one's ever thought to combine the two; and if we want a fish supper, we'll either have to make it ourselves or find an English or Irish pub somewhere.
I've been called up for a clinical breast examination later this month as part of the on-going national screening programme, and I'm a little apprehensive about it. Mum reckons it's easily one of the most unpleasant exams she's ever gone for; and I can't help remembering that 2 years ago, when I got called up for a cervical smear test, I spotted for 3 days and hurt for a week. But what's a little discomfort if it can help detect cancer in the early stages, eh?