A member of my family recently visited a sleep clinic. The machine she was given to take home in order to monitor her oxygen levels and so on during the night included an instruction sheet. The first side is fairly straightforward, albeit messy. I like that all the “other options” are there for you to see but they’re all crossed out; it’s the NHS in a nutshell.

The reverse side, though, includes these… shall we say… vernacular… additions. Yes, we all know it’s difficult to draw fingers that don’t look like sausages, but it looks like a serial killer has been doodling here. The dismembered hands. The dehumanised, puppet-like people. The cryptic, unexplained diagrams. It puts the tape and lotion on its skin, or else it gets the hose again…