The Nose Job You Can Now Ctrl+P

From bike-crash survivors to babies with bumpy bonces, Bristol’s 3D medical wizards are printing body parts faster than MPs print excuses; restoring faces, dignity and faith in taxpayers money!

Many moons ago, I managed to rip a chunk out of my shin after an argument with a fence post and an ill-advised sprint involving flip-flops. Naturally, the NHS was on hand to patch me up with a bit of iodine, a roll of something that looked suspiciously like gaffer tape; and a stern warning not to do anything stupid for a while. Fat chance. But what nobo…