Many of you out there, my loyal yelping minions, probably believe that I 'The Scott' am impervious to sickness and sharp objects. While this is true, occasionally a super virus is introduced into society with the sole aim of inflicting harm on me. I know, this is a strange form of hero worship but there you have it. On these rare moments where I am less than myself I head to the Klemzig Medical Centre which has been my family's source of miracle cures since before I was blinked into existence.
Numerous extensions, upgrades and the odd coat of off white paint aside, the centre hasn't changed too much over the years, with the same core group of Doctors and the odd addition here and there. I swear one doctor in particular looks for any excuse to stick his finger up my bum, but otherwise it is always a pleasant experience, and I am still alive so you really can't get a more glowing review than that can you? read more