Ever since I was a child, I've always had a fear of someone under my bed at night. So I went to a Psychiatrist and told him: I've got problems. Every time I go to bed I think there's somebody under it. I'm scared. I think I'm going crazy. Just put yourself in my hands for one year, said the Psychiatrist. Come talk to me three times a week and we should be able to get rid of those fears. How much do you charge? Eighty quid per visit, replied the Psychiatrist. I'll sleep on it, I said. Six months later I met him on the street. Why didn't you come to see me about those fears you were having? He asked. Well, Eighty quid a visit, three times a week for a year, is £12,480.00. A barman cured me for a tenner I was so happy to have saved all that money that I went and bought me a new pickup. Is that so? With a bit of an attitude he said, and how, may I ask, did a barman cure you? He told me to cut the legs off the bed. Ain't nobody under there now. FORGET THE DOC'S.. HAVE A DRINK & TALK TO A BARMAN! IT"S ALWAYS BETTER TO GET A SECOND OPINION