Following yesterday’s drinks at the Mall Tavern, some Dabblers may be experiencing side effects such as double vision, dizziness, nausea, lightheadedness, loss of balance, bladder urgency and abnormal sweating.
You will be pleased to hear that RetroProgressive has found a cure for these uncomfortable ailments, thanks to a February 1936 copy of the London Illustrated News – George V Lying in State and Funeral edition, no less (click twice on the ad to enlarge).
For those finding it difficult to focus on the small print of this advertisement, it is reproduced in full here:
“Cases of illness and disease that are considered hopeless are treated with enormous success by the newly-developed scientific treatment known as Autonomic Therapy, without the use of medicine, drugs, herbs, electric massage or injections. Acknowledged by the Medical Profession to be remarkably efficacious, the Treatment is daily instrumental in curing every manner of affliction, often in cases of 20 years’ standing, cancer, diabetes and tuberculosis being the only exceptions. A large number of genuine letters of gratitude may be inspected at the Institute. Consultations and Diagnosis Free of Charge. Correct diagnosis is most important. Treatment, if found advisable, is available at fees within average means. Do not hesitate to consult your doctor as to the efficacy of Autonomic Therapy. ”
I’m sure this therapy still works today… it’s simply a case of mind over matter. You are probably starting to feel better already? If not, perhaps you need another drink.
Sitting here in Spain, watching the Brinks Mat expats drift past in their Lambos, your post brought a lump to my throat, Susan – our criminals are so much more discreet back in Blighty, don’t you think?
I would love to have been sharing the pain of fellow dabblers this morning, and in case your suggestions seem too fanciful Susan, can I suggest a bottle of herbal magic that has served me well over 40 years of getting hammered. Fernet Branca is, strictly speaking, a digestif, taken perhaps after a particularly heavy meal. But its real forte is when you finally surface after a 10 hour session, unsure what your name is. Pop a good slug of this (a triple, really) into the engine room, and two hours later you will probably say something like ‘anybody fancy a quick one?’.
Slightly green tinged gills today, but was worth it! Let’s do it again soon!