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 I’m sat in the vet’s car park

Thinking of where I can get some proper coffee in Denbigh.

Albert has just been dropped off for his X-ray . 

Examination Under Anaesthetic 

He was a bit stressed, bless him, something that Dorothy didn’t help with as she dropped her pacifier ( an expensive hard plastic handled gardening trowel) into the boot from a dislodged back parcel shelf and barked her annoyance so much I had to stop off at a lay-by to retrieve it.

Gawd only knows how much the X-ray will be

Hey ho

RTA

 At 8.30 pm Albert followed us for our evening dog walk and was clipped by a blue estate car speeding up the lane towards Cwm, as he galloped for cover. I saw him get lifted into the air 

He ran into Graham the  shepherd’s field next to Trendy Carol’s

And disappeared 

I looked but could find him

Twenty minutes ago he finally walked into the living room  with a vague limp and a serious attitude

I’ve checked him and his legs look ok

And he’s now sat on the trendy blue sofa looking majorly pissed off

These animals will be the death of me 

Revalidation

 

I’m back to work this week.

I’m working nights over the weekend.

So I still have a few days off until then, but this week my days will be filled with completing my nursing revalidation .

For those that don’t know, nurses in the Uk have to adhere to a strict code of conduct as set out by The Nursing And Midwifery Council NMC. We pay an annual subscription of 120£ in order to work and every three years we have to prove to the council that we are fit to practice by providing evidence that we have updated ourselves professionally over that period. 

This evidence has to be then presented to an objective senior nurse who will sign you off as having reached the required standard to practice.

This week, I am completing my own paperwork. 

It’s a bit of a chore to be honest, and one which is a little more complicated for me as I have had a period when I was effectively retired from nursing.

Anyone can look on the NMC website, and it’s sobering to see where a lot of our annual subscription money is being utilised which are the legal investigations of nurses involved in fitness to practice and in house disciplinary procedures.

In May 106 nurses were investigated and in June the number was 118. 

In the majority some sort of disciplinary action was involved.

Mistakes happen and the NHS and private organisations such as the hospice are much better at recognising    these in house but as in any job, there are bad apples that need to be removed from any barrel and a code of conduct can be an instrumental tool in achieving that.

I don’t really know where I am going with this, I’m just having a mull about things in my head I guess, but I do find it 

interesting that on the same day that the Queen has given the George Cross to the entire NHS the Government is still offering just a one percent pay rise . Something that we may not even receive in the charity sector .

Meetings & Company

 

Yesterday I went to the AGM of the community association which bookended the coffee morning

I knew everyone in the hall, both from the committee members and the coffee drinkers. 

Former flower show matriarch Irene, Mr Poznán looking better than last time I saw him , old Trevor and Barbara Parry among others left as the meeting started and the association members seated themselves  across the hall.

Leader Ian and his soft spoken wife Helen. The affable Chair Nick and his wife the velvet voiced Linda, 

Stalwarts  Di Ellis and David S, the broad smiling Gwawr, Karen Manly with her huge hand knitted poncho, Pippa from the rectory , Ed Lloyd Ellis looking like his dad….the nice as cake Wilson’s …..

We talked a lot about future projects…the future of the hall, a film night sponsored by the choir, the successes of the toddler group and youth club …..the proposed exhibition by villagers of “ what I did during lockdown “ an outside party to celebrate lockdown’s end

It was a positive and constructive meeting.

Being single in your late fifties is made bearable by having a sense of community around you. 

I’m lucky I guess 

Pilgrim Church

 

This is a bit of a community based blog today.

On Friday the 16th  of July  the vicar David Lewis will hold a meeting in the Church grounds to discuss options about the future of the village church of St Michael’s 

Financially the Church is in dire straights, so apart from closure the only way to allow the building to survive as a Church is for it to become a Pilgrim Church .

There needs to be more community input for this to happen, so I am appealing to locals like myself , who perhaps love the building but who don’t attend church , to make themselves known and join in with keeping the building going albeit in a different form.

So, if you would like to be involved please let me know, alternatively you can either come to the meeting which starts at 4 pm or contact the vicar directly ( phone 01745 888122) or email davidlewis@churchinwales.org.uk 

I am more than happy to organise a community group to oversea such a change , but we need people to voice their concerns and wishes for the Church’s future.

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Moria Rose

My hero

 

A week to go

The garden borders are getting more colourful

Affable Despot Jason messaged me this morning with daughter Liv’s school report. It underlined just how funny, supportive and wise above her years she is. I remember baby sitting her when she was around seven. I told Jason at the time that I thought she was a 31 year old midget hidden in a child’s body. It was nice hearing just how proud he is of her.

I remember telling her and her sister the story of how Winnie once stopped the traffic in Trelawnyd by having the biggest dump of her life right in the centre of the zebra crossing.

We were baking tarts at the time and the kitchen was filled with screams of laughter that almost shook the windows.

It’s nice to be kept up to date with the girls’news.

I return to work in another week’s time and I’ve not had the urge to go to the cinema or catch up with friends. I’ve pottered again, gardening and weeding and cleaning and organising .

It’s humid and sunny 

Albert is sitting on the kitchen wall watching magpies argue in the graveyard.

His tail twitching 

 

Bedding

 After our walk, I slept for three hours in the reading armchair in the kitchen with an unread and opened book on my knee…and was only woken by Dorothy who was tap dancing on the vinyl in an effort to control her bladder.

Albert joined us for a walk and the  Animals sat around my laburnum in the graveyard in a circle while I tended to it and watered it. 

Polish Monika with her little daughter stopped, they were chatting in Polish, Mary rushed over to hug the child, who tumbled backwards giggling. 

The dogs ( with Albert) then piled into Bluebell and we popped up to the bus stop in the village to clear one of the untidy planters which had been left unkempt ( I had to keep the dogs with Albert in the car) 

I planted up cheap bedding plants  and will fill in the gaps with white petunia tomorrow.

I hear the village WI and the Papworth’s will be revamping the raised planters on the green on Saturday.

It would be nice if more interested parties would plant up their parts of the village.

Before, home I collected firewood from my sister and lit the stove when I got home

The dogs are tired and are snoring softly . A so-so adaptation of The Lady Vanishes is on the tv.  

Stir fry eaten with chop sticks for supper