Symptoms. Appointments. Tests. Diagnoses. Differential diagnoses. Treatments. Drugs. Drugs to counteract the effects of earlier drugs. Surgery? No surgery. And finally, a rejection of a medicalized interpretation and an emphatic setting aside of drugs, treatments and advice.

What I really need is fresh air, gorgeous surroundings and free space to ramble about in. Derbyshire maybe. Or the Lakes.

Yes, I can see the benefit of a complete change, but what if something bad happens and you take a turn for the worse? I mean, will you even be able to walk in all that free space?

I’d rather take a turn for the worse somewhere beautiful. Please, just load the tent and stuff in the car and let’s go.