This morning Mr O brought me a cup of tea in bed (which made me suspicious that he was after something) and then asked
"Would you mind having a look, I think I've got piles".
Eugh!
You really ought to be more sympathetic mrs_o...I know what it's like ..I've been there....very painful and the most distressing feeling you could imagine...
Now...have a little peek and if you see a small bunch of black grapes a-hangin' there..then he has piles.....Heh heh!
Cowardy-custard...they won't bite you...might put you of the Chianti for a while but there's always white wine...;-)
...now...get a needle or a hatpin and just pick off the little blighters one at a time....then some germolene and a ST from your stock to finish off..Job Done!