I remember helping Sxxxx Mxxxxx making and colouring Red Cross armbands for himself at Dental Centre Sennelager.
We did not take the piss as we did so.
I have some cracking photos of Sxxxx Mxxxxx in a box in the attic, not the same as the boring shite that went in the corpse museum. All illicit, incriminating, if not downright illegal, and all bust a gut laughing funny.
I would love to post some, but he would hunt me down and kill me, in his immortal words, "like the scunnering wee shite that ye are".
I'll just leave it with this... Y-Fronts...