- 02 Apr 14
A routine health procedure sets our correspondent thinking about test cricket. Meanwhile, torturer and war criminal General McChrystal remains a free man...
The doc made an appointment for me at Altnagelvin for a colonoscopy. This involves a (tiny) camera being poked and jiggled up your bum at the end of a cable and then manipulated hither and yon around your bowel on the lookout for cancerous cells lurking in the tubes and folds with malign intent. You can watch the whole show on a monitor as you lie on your side with your knees drawn up to your chin. A bit odd, but I’ve had odder.
The surgeon introduced herself. I’ll swear she was no more than 19. Two nurses took position either side of my little table.
For some reason, I began talking about cricket, and Ireland’s brilliant six-wicket victory over a full-strength West Indies world-champion side in a Twenty20 game at Jamaica’s Sabina Park the previous day.