Steersman wrote: ↑
Reminds me, I think, that the Queen talked of one particularly bad year as her "anus horribilis".
No. No. No. I'm revoking your 'High Functioning' card as of now. The phrase you reach for is "Annus horribilis" and whilst I am quite sure our poor dear monarch never was taught any latin, her speechwriters know enough to Google any such phrases. You should too.
By the way, in the vein (pun intended) of light relief, you probably know that there are usually three hæmorrhoidal veins that can become varicosed, and they come with a ready-made mnemonic as they live at 4, 7 and 11 0'clock, just like the echt kolnisch wasser. You may not know, until you have sat upon the stool in the midst of the lithotomy position, that if you want to underrun, ligate and excise them the excised area must be of a certain size and shape to prevent recurrence. As always, there is a happy rhyme, surgeons being generally simple folk who would rather be playing rugby, that goes:
If it looks like a clover
Your troubles are over
If it looks like a dahlia
It's bound for failure
And that is what an 'anus horribilis' is all about.