“Mary” whom I think goes to the same hairdresser as “Wilma Flintstone”, is married to the increasingly curmudgeonly “Ed” who is concerned with a strange sound from their car and with a pain in his stomach. Being a typical bloke, though, he thinks he knows best and determines to do anything but seek professional advice for either problem. After taking his car to a crank and ending up paying way more for the repair, he concludes that his medicine cupboard full of “Rigor Mortis” and “Vesuvius Balm” might not be the best solution for his tummy issues, especially as that very symptom features on a billboard indicating seven of the most common indicators of cancer. He is going to have to grow up a bit, stop prevaricating and get himself down to his physician for some tests. Contrary to local gossip, this disease isn’t contagious or inherited but it is dangerous and much more so if it isn’t caught before it metastasises. The moral is just as valid now as it was then. If in doubt, get checked out and this animation colourfully pokes fun at his bloody-mindedness.
