So I went to see a private doc the other day, Wimple Street, not Harley Street, guess that makes him second rank. Spent £250 to pay him a visit (private care seems to have caught up with inflation over the last several years!). Arrived late disheveled, sweaty, the usual, off the bike and straight into the appointment, he was attentive if not a little smug. I have this feeling that its impossible not to become self-aggrandising when your office is on Harley Street/ Wimple Street, its the doctor’s equivalent of stardom.
Well he heard my case, made some good conclusions, I agreed. The atmos was very casual. And I left with my wallet a little lighter and advice to go see a personal trainer for £100 a pop. His bedside manner was impeccable, and he could have past for a lawyer, but really, nothing was solved.