Cervical screening: a smear campaign

I once worked in Norfolk; but when my wife fell pregnant she choked, “I want to go home.” Concrete tower blocks, Irish tricolours, Union Jacks, and red hair flashed through my mind. “To Glasgow!” I said. But Scotland has enduring qualities: humour, respectful irreverence, directness, pragmatism, swearing, and a national mantra, “Life is for living.” We may have some of the worst health statistics in the Western world, but we are a country of the unworried unwell. It is odd that there is a current anomaly in screening policy in the UK countries. Cervical …