Well as we're all here all it needs is someone to set up a facebook or other social media group we can go to have a laugh. The Colon Clowns. Perhaps No *** Sherlock? Or perhaps a line from Billy Connelly. " My *** is incredibly itchy, I think I'll scratch it.. Or perhaps not" . It'll give the opportunity to talk privately when it matters and a public vent at the bloody unfairness of it all. Only 2 rules. You've got it and no martyrs.

How's that grab ya? 

Sounds great Sheddy, but it means l will have to bow out,or is that blow off, and declare myself as a has been, having previously exchanged my 18 month old storage vessel for five years of purgatory chasing my eventual successful bid for freedom. As they say *** happens but when it comes in multiples of up to a bakers dozen in a single sitting your rear end gets promoted to the bloody fellowship of the rings and is known as vesuviarse.

Sorry to go but rules is rules,

Grunti

Cancer is an absolute *** but you have to laugh at it and yourself otherwise you are just going to spend days on days feeling sorry for yourself and crying.

I mean ive just found out that its not just the hair on your head that goes, looks like we are all going to have bald nuts too.

Just for giggles the past few days have blessed me with constipation. Again. Its the codeine.  Got silly today so 4th packet of laxative about to go down.  Dare I leave the house? Walk the dog? Nope.  This bit I find the most wearing. The one bit that gets me down. 

Constipation is literally a pain in the *** and codiene just doesn't help.

I got my doctor to change me to Tramadol initially, but that made me see things that didn't exist (Mariah Carey looked amazing dressed as a bunny) and now im on oxycodone in a liquid form which does the trick.

Also would highly recommend prunes or prune juice as much as you can tolerate, will have you *** through the eye of a needle in a day and it smells sweet.

Hope it helps.