Tales from the Emergency Department; in which a man who wallows in nostalgia, and secretly wishes he were a Victorian KnifeMan rants about his work and what passes for a life.
He's heard it might be therapeutic...
Names have been changed to protect the innocent.
Any resemblence to parties alive or dead is purely coincidental
Define childhood. As a wee nipper, it might have been more Neil Diamond. So; two selections, one inherited from Ma and Pa, and one from my tween years.