"Cheeses!!!! It's Keith's page!
For F***'s sake it's Keith
Keith is one of the four Irish guys on the course...a great fella! With practice and concentration my understanding of his conversation has increased from about 10% to 50% which is a vast improvement. His compatriot Margaret tells me that most Irish people can't understand him either which is reassuring. The translation service in the clinic now has an additional person to translate from Keith to English and then from English to Portuguese. It seems to be working out okay.
Keith's thoughts for the day
"How long do you think it would take to have a s**t and get gowned up again ? That would take ages wouldn't it ? You'd have to be really regular to be a surgeon. Someone should look into it, maybe I'll write a paper for the BDJ."
On finding out that Andrew has postgraduate qualifications .." Usually the more letters you've got the more of an a**e hole you are, but you're okay" Cheers Keith
A polite enquiry to Nadeem about his address..."Where the f**k do you live ?"
Top Keith moments
Keith enjoying the bus tour of Sao Paulo
All the course polo shirts have got a Union Jack flag on one sleeve and the Brazilian flag on the other. "Cheeses it's givin' me a f***ing rash" said Keith. Raj saved the day by sticking a piece of tape over the Union Jack and colouring in the Irish tricolour with felt tip pen. Keith looks very happy with the result. Time will tell if his nasty rash resolves.
Keith celebrates the occasion of our first implants by amazing everyone with his legendary droopy dog drawing. Note the tricolour still firmly in place.
Keith's artistic endeavours continue with his "face in a cow's tongue" piece. This should now be preserved in formaldehyde and displayed in the Saatchi gallery.
