A shocking article in the Washington Post this morning, entitled “In Britain, A Respected, If Rowdy, Holiday Ritual.” Talk of “spur-of-the-blurry-moment indiscretions in boardrooms and parking lots” and a person who believes “projectile vomiting is our birthright.” People warning “of dangers ranging from broken teeth to unplanned pregnancies.” A spokesperson for the Royal Society for the Prevention of Accidents tells a cautionary tale about “a man at his Christmas party [who] sat on the copy machine, broke the glass and ended up in the emergency room with shards of glass in his bottom.”
No problem, and I believe every fevered word of it.
What I don’t believe is that there is an emergency care specialist with the London Ambulance Service named Dixie Dean.