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Mediocre at best. These are the things that try but don’t quite succeed. Not completely terrible, but nothing to write home about. In other words, underwhelming—you could take it or leave it.
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Episode V: The Stone Strikes Back
Six weeks after surgery, my follow-up CT scan has delivered the punchline: there’s still a bloody stone in my kidney. At least the NHS has managed to discharge me without losing the paperwork. I’m still getting pain in my right side, though it doesn’t feel kidney-related. Apparently, the paperwork is now healthier than I am.
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Episode III: Revenge of the Stent
After nearly fifteen months, I finally had my kidney stone operation. The reward? A stent, a string emerging from my penis secured with surgical tape, and a week when even sitting down hurt. I sat on an extra cushion. My granddaughters, meanwhile, kept running in for hugs and jumping on me. Perfect timing. Just perfect.
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I Can’t Believe It’s Not Butter!
I Can’t Believe They Use the Word Butter! Let’s get straight to it. ‘I Can’t Believe It’s Not Butter!’ is a remarkably confident name for a spread. If you’re going to invite comparisons with butter, you’d better be prepared for them. Butter is creamy, rich and actually enjoyable. This stuff? It tastes like someone mistook grease for flavour. Marketed as a butter alternative, it’s not particularly convincing. The taste is… well, greasy. Not buttery. Not even close. It leaves an…