Monday, 15 April 2013

Calm Down Dear!


" Are you ok now? "

 This morning I could have ripped off the face from a smiling Nun
Not that I actually would have done
You don't see many grinning nuns in Trelawnyd

I had a shitty night shift. It was , long and busy and frustrating because my patient's condition deteriorated  over the thirteen hours I watched over him and when I got home all I wanted to do was to lay down in a darkened room with a damp face flannel over my face.
But the birds needed sorting, the dogs needed walking and Chris needed taking to the station as he is working in London for a couple of days..so the face flannel had to wait 
My irrational anger levels were sublimated somewhat by an emergency scotch egg, bought in Marks and Spencer .....I had to wait an age for the self service till to be available...so ate my eggs in the queue daring the overly cheerful supervisor to say something.....
She didn't
I would have ripped her face off if she had.
Such is the irrational nature of over tiredness .

The dogs understand these unfortunate yet short lived moods of mine all too well. They sit quiet and still until the storm passes, and will watch my face constantly for the signs of normality to return

Only then will they seek me out and demand their canine demands of the day.
It generally doesn't take long

57 comments:

  1. you grumpy bastard ! hope your mood is more favourable at the quiz....otherwise it will be like sitting with Albert Tatlock in the Rovers Return

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    1. I think you have a look if Ida Clough

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    2. Eeee those names take me back.

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  2. I guess it is when they spot the scotch egg packaging that they know something is up and it is better to lie low for a while John. Hope the sun is shining with you and that there are scotch eggs galore - you have got me eating them whenever I can get them now - at least as shall blame you when I get on the scales.

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    1. Just two eggs today pat.."we must not be greedy

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  4. Had to laugh at you scoffing the eggs while in the queue. I'm often tempted to eat something before I get to the checkout.

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    1. Do it right now...it's very liberating

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  5. sending you a cyber face flannel soaked in lavendar essence coupled with a few cucmber slices for your eyes.

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    1. And Russell Crowe massaging my temples

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    2. wait your turn - he's onto my feet now.

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  6. To think, you wasted a perfect opportunity to rip the face off a smirking 6" rooster. Oh wait! That's been broached before. Rest John. Rest.

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    1. Knowing my luck he would have kicked my arse again

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  7. Oh John, welcome to my world....you must be menopausal.....

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    1. .....I must be something

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    1. " whatever girlfriend!"

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  9. I can't do what you do John. God Bless you for it. And isn't that why we have our pups? They are there to help take what we can't and set us in the right direction once again.

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    1. They level the playing field that's for sure

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  10. You can buy already cooked scotch eggs? My partner used to make them in the eighties, until we got rid of our deep fryer. Not had one since.

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    1. Bought already cooked...nectar of the gods

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  11. Deep cleansing breaths! Get some rest ...you have to take care of you before you can take care of others.

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  12. There's an interesting article on dog's reading their people's faces here John http://www.telegraph.co.uk/science/science-news/3354028/Dogs-can-read-emotion-in-human-faces.html (hope that link worked?). Sounds to me like you are exactly the right kind of person to be a nurse. Hope someone like you watches over me one day if I am ever in a position to need it. CT x

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    1. I loved this article oh so true....thanks CT

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  13. hope today gets better for you....

    Gill

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    1. It has already gill.... 2 hours sleep and I A new man

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  14. You are a good hearted, good humoured chap John. I can't imagine your 'out of sorts' moments last very long at all.

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  15. so sorry about your patient John...and happy you didn't have to rip off the face of the service till person...aren't dogs lovely things...their emotional sensitivity is often exemplary...you've had your rescue Scotch egg...hope you've also had your dampened cloth and a rest :)

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  16. The best thing about reaching middle age for women is to be able to blame our pissy moods on hormone levels. I live with a 53 year old man and you can't tell me men don't suffer some similar chemical imbalances! So glad that yours are tempered by the delicacy of a scotch egg.

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  17. I need to find a vegetarian/coeliac version of the scotch egg seeing as I started my new job today. It's the dogs who've gone into total meltdown at the thought and not me

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  18. Always when I hear of a terrible shooting I am sure it is a night nurses just coming off a bad shift doing the damage. But no. We have more control than we think we do. Just don't get between us and our scotch egg or just plain scotch for that damn matter!

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  19. Who knew that scotch eggs had psychotropic properties? All the more reason I feel deprived by the lack of them!

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  20. There is only one (half) decent supermarket in Luanda and you can queue at the tills for hours. The till staff are well used to seeing empty drinks cans, food wrappers and, in my case, an empty bottle of whisky, pass over their laser check out system. Dominic and I once made, in the queue, a green salad with anchovies, olives and presunto (smoked ham), with a white wine vinegar, olive oil, lemon juice and Dijon mustard dressing all washed down with a Chilean Cabernet Sauvignon (mixed with lemonade for Dominic) and, much to the amusement of our fellow queuers (who tasted and liked it) scoffed the lot before we hit the till. (If you want to try this at your local supermarket, you will need a fully equipped Swiss Army knife).

    I see absolutely nothing wrong with munching in a supermarket so long as the wrappers are checked at the till. I mean, how many loaves of fresh baked bread actually make it to the tills intact?

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  21. I must find one of those eggs! They seem to be a natural cure-all.

    Rest.

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  22. When I am a "bit out of character" I have a double scotch on the rocks, piss on the egg.

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    1. Now tat did make me chucle doc

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  23. awwwwwwwwwwwwwww my Dr Watson looks just like your George,
    peeking so sweetly over the edge of the chair.
    That is the best look of all, pure love and possibly the hoping for breakfast.
    I will looking up recipes for scotched eggs and will try and make some. No Mark and Spencers here in the wild wild west.

    cheers, parsnip

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  24. Sorry a late post, but I do hope you are feeling a tad happier. Chin up.x

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  25. I had a gorgeous black pudding scotch egg in a Lancashire pub the other day.

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  26. If Marks and Sparks ever run a scotch-egg advert, you would surely be the ideal candidate - exhausted man spots a scotch egg, his eyes light up, he takes a few mouthfuls, his face is suffused with ecstatic bliss. Sales of M&S scotch eggs leap by 500%.....

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  27. If Marks and Sparks ever run a scotch-egg advert, you would surely be the ideal candidate - exhausted man spots a scotch egg, his eyes light up, he takes a few mouthfuls, his face is suffused with ecstatic bliss. Sales of M&S scotch eggs leap by 500%.....

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    1. I don't think that the PR gurus would want an overweight old poof advertising their produce!

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  28. I saw somewhere selling scotch eggs with runny yolks...is that a treat?

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  29. A black pudding scotch egg? Does such exist?

    If only there were an American equivalent...guacamole dip comes the closest, I think.

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    1. Susan... You cannot eat guacamole one handed when driving your car!,,,

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  30. The picture of Meg and George says everything. I know why you love your little animals so much

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  31. So wrong, on SO many levels. I'm not a great Scotch egg lover, but, putting Black pudding in the mix makes my tummy turn over due to total intolerance of barley. YUK! But I'm sure John would love it so it may be OK

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  32. Ah yes, our canine friends sense our emotions. Indeed, the superstar diva dog that so kindly allows me to live with her, knows if she waits ten minutes, I'm a different human.

    Scotch Eggs, no thanks!

    Gary

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  33. We all have those days, but we all don't have a Scotch egg to get us through.

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  34. We do indeed all have those days - and a Scotch egg would ensure it in my case.
    I hope that you have had the chance for a nap and are no longer quite so exhausted.

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  35. Fairly magical little eggs, it seems :)Sounds like my bag of chocolate chips! Troubles melt away. Too bad my extra fat doesn't melt quite as fast.

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  36. I used to come home somewhat 'frayed' after a night shift at Samaritans, and would try hard not to snap at some people bemoaning their 'problems'. Scotch Egg and M&S.....two titles that always go well together.

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  37. I wish humans were that sensitive to our moods! I need to share the fact that I had half a scotch egg for tea tonight....first for about twenty years. Sadly it was of the organic worthy under-seasoned variety with a shell-like quantity of sausage meat around a tasteless egg. I really must make the effort to get to M&S very soon.

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    1. Send me your address an I will send you one x

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  38. its tequila in montana - thats the sleep aid around here...

    and it can help you drive one handed while eating guacomole too...



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