Can the team please bloody tell me why anyone would elect to appear on the TV programme "Embarrasing illnesses/Bodies" or whatever it's bloody called. I got home from a hard days graft and settled in to have my scran in the kitchen, and afterwards, I ambled into the living room with a Douwe&Egberts and a rather delicious custard slice....and THAT f***ing programme was being perused by the wife. Now -just as I am about to sink my teeth into my delicious cake - with a view to sucking all the nice cold set custard from in between the layers of puff pastry, some bint appears on the telly gets on the doctors couch, spreads her legs and says; "It's my vagina doctor.......it's red raw, all swollen and leaks about a litre and a half of stinking discharge thats looks like the contents of a few tins of cheap Happy Shopper custard" "What d'you think it is?" Cue the camermans close up - all in 72 inch, surround-sound high f***ing definition. Lovely. Why in Christopher Biggins name would any suffering soul volunteer to appear on this programme eh? If YOU had a dick covered in warts the size of mutant Shitake mushrooms, and piles dangling out your slot like bags of f***ing marbles would YOU volunteer to show it all to a wider viewing audience? These males and females do not only have f***ing 'orrible diseases (usually around the fanny/dick/bollocks/arse)...but I think their brains might need a wee bit of attention also.