PodOBlog #3

19 September 2025

Hiya Dad,

It’s official—I’m cool! 🎉 I got invited to buy a ticket to the Freshers’ rave at Egg in N7, literally right before the alert to change my HRT patch.

Anyway, I went to Induction Day yesterday and today I’ve been wading through a mountain of reading. The teaching faculty and research team are seriously impressive, and everyone says the same thing: the days are long, the year is short.

The noticeboards reckon the physios are best at physical assessments, the GPs at cutting through the bull. I wonder what Pods are best at? Probably keeping people moving when life tries to stop them.

Brainstorming between abstracts…

Roses are red; Violets are blue; Pods are feet fixers and Judges of Shoes.

Roses are red; Verrucas annoy; Pods can remove them with absolute joy.

Roses are red; flat feet feel sore; Pods will support you to walk happily once more.

Roses are red; Your arches need care; Gait analysis, orthotics and treatment, we’re there!

Roses are red; Toenails gone rogue; I recommend your winkle-pickers are swapped out for brogues.

Roses are red; heel pain is hell; some Shockwave and strapping can sort it out well.

Disappointment on the home front, our offer on a property was rejected, so we’re weighing the political climate. What’s that I hear you say Dad - do a Raynor? !

Anyway, miss you madly and as always, love you,

Pen xx