I visited a friend at Homerton
following his burst appendix surgery. The bed to his right contained a Polish vagrant who drank all the anti-infection stuff*, and in the left hand bed was a chap undergoing an African exorcism, as far as I could ascertain. It was fucking brilliant in there.


*this led to his falling out of his bed, ripping all his tubes out and staggering around like nothing so much as a drink-crazed nombie.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Fri 14 Jan 2011, 17:34, 2 replies, latest was 15 years ago)

Start writing the sitcom now Monty.
It'll be fantastic.
( JeffTheDogFucker Can you dig it?, Fri 14 Jan 2011, 17:35, Reply)

Yeah, the real comedy gold is found in the Mental Health Units

( Light In Chains maker of the ikea sofa, Fri 14 Jan 2011, 17:37, Reply)

I visited one once
(honest, visiting). Since the nurses didn't wear uniforms it was hard to tell the warders from the prisoners
( Citizen Cavy Admires your passion for conformity, Fri 14 Jan 2011, 17:39, Reply)

The staff tend to be just as mental as the patients
The mentalness seems to rub off on them
( Light In Chains maker of the ikea sofa, Fri 14 Jan 2011, 17:40, Reply)

I can beat this.
I went to several raves at Park Prewett Mental Hospital in Basingstoke in the early 90s. As not all the inmates were locked up, there were genuine loonies stumbling around the corridors in their pyjamas whilst we stumbled around in not much better shape ourselves. They were truly 'mental, mate'.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Fri 14 Jan 2011, 17:41, Reply)