While reading Laurence Marks’s engaging piece about prostate problems and the police in the March issue of The Oldie, a friend of the Old Un was reminded of a similar incident involving the late George Melly.
Returning home to Notting Hill one night, Melly was taken short. After relieving himself, he turned to nd a large policeman, who began to caution him. Melly explained that, like many older men, he was at the mercy of his prostate.
‘Very well, sir,’ said the copper. ‘But next time this happens, I suggest you don’t do it up against the wall of a police station.’