Carry On...'Dr'?

I recently read an interview with 'Dr' Leah Totten who won BBC's The Apprentice last year and has since opened a 'clinic' selling cosmetic procedures. I use the term 'Dr' with tongue firmly placed in cheek as I would argue she's far from a positive example of the altruistic profession, merely a quack flogging snake oil to the gullible.

I can't think of a worse exponent of such a career that commands respect and integrity within society. To waste all those precious years in medical school to wind up injecting some air-heads face with monkey glands is beyond me. Chasing the capitalist dream by starting a business which leeches off the back of celebrity culture, coupled with feeding off women's insecurities, is really quite morally repugnant.

Although you could argue these individuals deserve everything they get. Pandering to so-called 'perfection' is now big business so let's simply laugh at the money they spend in their idiocy. I'd laugh even harder if it went tits up along the way and Totten was sued because some poor sod ended up with a face like the Bride of Wildenstein, or worse still...Lulu!

What was particularly amusing also is that apparently, the biggest request in the clinic is for, "cheekbones like Helen Flannagan".

Well, quite apart from the fact that would take some serious maxillofacial surgery, I think it speaks volumes as to the collective intelligence quotion of her clientele...

Where's Dr Nick from The Simpsons when you need him?