The day I didn’t really need for it to be bloody busy
It was bloody busy!
Three admissions , not enough staff
You know the story , it’s boring …..
But the day was filled with lots of birthday gifts and good humour and scotch eggs were the order of the day.
I parked at Rhos On Sea’s promenade on the way home and just opened Bluebell’s windows wide
And there I sat for an age letting the breeze edge away an awful busy shift headache
Thank you everyone for your kind birthday wishes .
I’m not answering you all…..but I’ve read each one , even the nasty ones
I’m off to bed shortly
Nite xx
Night, night, John. Sweet dreams of train rides, Scotch eggs and good friends. xx
ReplyDeleteLove the photo :) A dose of vitamin sea does everyone a world of good x
ReplyDeleteHope you’re having a blissful birthday sleep after not a very respectful birthday.
ReplyDeleteI’m back at work on the 2nd
DeleteSleep on a fluffy Birthday cloud of happiness x
ReplyDeleteSounds like it's been raining Scotch eggs!
ReplyDeleteI didn't see ny nasty comments so I guess you deleted them. You forgot to delete the putrid Ursula though. Why do you let her continue to sully this blog when yu know it always ends the same way?
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday!
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Wonderful photo of a calming view after your busy shift. Sleep well! Catriona
ReplyDeleteNext year, you should take the day off and avoid any possible heavy workload. Take care and enjoy the rest of your special day.
ReplyDeleteI agree that taking the day off when it's June 1st is a good idea, plus perhaps the day before and after!
ReplyDeleteSweet dreams!
Happy birthday John, sleep well!
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday, John, from that crazy old lady from Michigan who used to send you real honest-to-golly paper letters because I wasn't able to comment on line. I hope you enjoyed getting those surprise letters in the mail. I may still send you one now and then.
ReplyDeleteSounds like a birthday to be remembered. I am glad for you.
ReplyDeleteSea air is a panacea. It should be available on the NHS.
ReplyDeleteOnwards to sixty one, pet! Those nasty messages show how jealous people can be of others for having a better and more rewarding life than theirs. Poor sad deluded souls. But their need of therapy is not your problem. You cannot heal everyone. Just be your lovely self and our friend, just as you are. Scotch eggs forever!!
ReplyDeleteA belated happy birthday.
ReplyDeleteRest well and enjoy the rest of your treats coming up. The train sounds wonderful.
ReplyDeleteAgreeing with Yorkshire Liz. Don't let worthless people hurt you. You are better than them. We love and value you. You are now in the sixties club as I am. Welcome!
ReplyDeleteYour not the only old queen to be celebrating this weekend.
ReplyDeleteNothing like a nasty birthday wish! Only in blogland. :/
ReplyDeleteOh well, Steve. Cheer up. In 30 years, she'll be dead.
DeleteWelcome to the sixties! What I love about the 60's club is that I no longer give one shit about what others think! Not sure why it took me until I was 60, but, what the hell. Live, love and laugh, dear John!
ReplyDeleteIt was a lot more fun being 20 in the 60s than it is to be 60 in the 20s.
DeleteHappy Belated Birthday! It's hard for me to imagine (then again maybe not) that people would spend energy writing nasty comments on your BIRTHDAY! Your blog is so honest and up front.
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