Oi! There was no drainage bag this time! Donald was removed with a nice sharp blade and incinerated. In my view, this should be the only permissible way to deal with any Donald who troubles your sleep and digestion for more than a week. A Donald with a comb over might require some additional prodding with a pitchfork, playtime with some hungry gibbons, and a firm boot or three to the nadgers before blade and flame are applied though.
I asked the surgeon for a photo of Mr Lump and promised not to put it on facebook . He’ll email it to me next week. I’ll see if it is worth posting. The scar is a beauty though. Looks like I’ve been run through with a cutlass just below the solar plexus. Modesty forbids me from posting a snap though.