
To be honest, this time yesterday I'd never heard of the AFEH, but I'm already convinced they're the kind of organisation I should be working for. Not only do they name their projects with the kind of puns I live for, but they do the same type of retinal screening I do, organise an Annual Golf Challenge, and have a Bassett Hound as a mascot.

Not only do Bassett Hounds get glaucoma, but I have it on good authority (I'm talking Wikipedia here) that chinchillas get Asteroid Hyalosis. So I'm pushing for the NHS to buy us a departmental rodent to take out to clinics. Not only are they educational, but they're very soothing to cuddle. It's what I call stroke care for the elderly.
Anyhoo, the President e-mailed me in response to something I'd written elsewhere on the web (think WikiLeaks, but without the sexual assaults), and asked to be added to my mailing list. So I'm trying to find a way of telling her I don't have one, without sounding unprofessional. I need to keep in touch though. With puns, pets and possibly my own Winnebago, I could be within reach of my perfect job offer. And having driven through the rain to Crawley Hospital this morning whilst listening to the latest drought news on the radio, I'm even prepared for the weather. Watch out Arizona, here I come!
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Phil you need to focus your sights on that winnebago (dont you love that word) and cure the yanks of that terrible green eye problem ps What is that?
It's caused by jealousy. And it's such an unattractive condition that it makes you look like the back end of a bus. Or the side of a motorhome.
Can it be cured in photoshop?
'Para la salud del ojo!' means 'take that lettuce out of your eye! It explains the green shade.
In conjuction with tablets. Either iPad 2 or Motorola Xoom.
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