Define Irony....

There are several things you can do to heal a sore throat. Some people take medication, some drink soothing drinks and some even commit suicide! I do what the British were born to do.... Suck on a Strepsil. Strepsils are renown to have the noisiest fucking blister packs in the world. It is rumoured that during the retreat at Gallipoli, Strepsil booby traps were strategically laid out to fool the Turks that the Allies were were firing at them... My sources are dubious by the romantic part of me likes to think that this is true.

The problem was that the fucking cherry strepsil I wanted to take had treacherously decided to crumble into a multitude of sweet tasting shards. Far from curing my sore throat, my oesophagus was lacerated to buggery and I nearly died from the blood loss!

Naturally I wrote to the Daily Mail who kindly printed the following headline:

BENEFIT CLAIMING STREPSIL IN THROAT SHREDDING HORROR!!!

And it has to be true if you read it in the Daily Mail....