COULD there be a more peculiar occupation than "whizzer caddy"? Here at the Mahogany Ridge we'd never heard of such a thing until revelations this week that the boxer Mike Tyson used a fake penis to fool dope testers.
In his forthcoming memoir, Undisputed Truth, Tyson reveals that one of his flunkies was tasked with carrying the device and ensuring that it was filled with "clean urine".
Movie buffs will recall that Richard E Grant's character used something similar in the 1987 comedy Withnail & I in a failed attempt to beat a drink and driving charge. But Tyson claims - and who'd argue otherwise? - that he came up with the whizzer himself before a clash with Lou Savarese in June 2000.
He was, he admits, a "full-blown cokehead" who would hoover up a mess of the stuff before a fight. Which is silly. As a performance-enhancing drug, cocaine is rubbish - unless of course Tyson had wanted to bore his opponents into submission with manic, narcissistic prattle about the women he was sleeping with or the price tag of a new luxury car.
As for toting a chap's stunt whizzer, well, it is a position that required a certain deftness. Tyson's man, for example, was found somewhat lacking when it came to slipping him the stand-in after beating Andrew Golota in October 2000. Tyson had no choice but to produce his own pee - always difficult when others are watching. Alas, it tested positive for marijuana and he was fined $200 000 and his victory over Golota overturned in a no-contest ruling.
Which brings us to Robert McBride, whose nomination by the Minister of Police, Nathi Mthethwa, for the position of Executive Director of the Independent Police Investive Directorate has drawn the predictable howls of outrage.