… as I seem to be undergoing alternative medicine by mistake (kind of).

I’ve had a problem with my back. Nothing serious, no pain as such, just bloody annoying as it was waking me up at exactly 02:10 EVERY NIGHT, which was starting to drive me up the walls. So I thought I go to one of ‘those back people’ and googled ‘chiropractor’. Maybe it was the repeated sleep deprivation, but I didn’t really check out what a chiropractor was.

I got a real shock when I turned up to the centre on Monday and found ‘homeopathy’ listed amongst the treatments. Now, regular readers will know that I’m allergic to the mystical end of life, and I almost turned on my heel and left. But I am really fed up with seizing up in the early hours and gave it a go. 20 minutes of a nice French lady putting me into odd positions and wrenching me into even odder ones, and I felt much, much better.

I still have the nagging feeling that I should have consulted the mainstream medical system before going off-piste. And I am still completely intolerant of those who preach that modern life is killing us – life expectancy and physical well-being are better than never before – worrying about being gluten intolerant when you are not will do you more harm than good. And I detest those snake oil salesmen who try to hitch dubious health and environmental ‘solutions’ to the environmental agenda (I’m looking at you homeopaths and magnets-for-efficiency hawkers)…

…but I’m going back to the chiropractor on Monday. Maybe I’m mellowing a little.