My God - it's a.. a .... Navel

I decided today that it was time to remove the steristrip stitches from my op.  Having soaked them for the required time I then removed them without incident.  The other me wanted to bemoan the future without a navel, however this me was just curious to see what my completely flat (you've got to be joking) stomach would look like.  I was a little disappointed when I at first noticed a slight blemish on my otherwise perfect torso (me and the elephant man).  On very very close examination I realized that it was - yes -a navel!  Oh happy day!  The navel I was looking at would have looked pretty small on a hamster and was definately not the regulation issue navel which I had started with.  This navel was hidden under a semi transparent steristrip and is about 10% the size of the original but I am no longer a clone.  I can retake my place in society with all the other navelled beings.  This revelation does however, raise questions.  Am I the recipient of gratuitous navel reconstruction surgery or have I been used in an unauthorised navel transplant experiment.  From years back, I have a friend in Navel Intelligence but a call to him revealed nothing.  Has Blunkett finally lost the plot and introduced ID cards with navel scans?
Until I can think this through properly I have no option but to sit and contemplate my navel.