Seagulls Volià

 In my experience, the more stressfulll the nursing environment 

the more humour between staff has to be generated.

Staff without a sense of humour, I have always thought, have to employ other less effective mechanisms of coping, which invariably lead to increased sickness time and hangovers 

I’ve only just got home after a busy day

A busy, sometimes stressful but a productive day, full of sadness but brimming with colleague’s  laughter

Before I left I waved to a patient I nursed in the community but who has been admitted to the hospice.

They had complained that seagulls had been knocking at their window demanding food and the ward staff had worked hard at organising something to help

Ben, Julie, Ann and Beth , you made me laugh today 

Found some Christmas gin in the cupboard now watching Eurovision 

I adored this 

Damp

 My 6.30 am coffee needs buying from the McDonald’s drive through.

I’m leaving for work shortly

It’s a grey, wet and depressing early morning and even the cheerful plants on the kitchen window sill are looking down.

Flaming June soon

Village Shenanigans

 

A flyer came through the door today which underlines something between the new Community Association and the Community Council over the Village Hall.  I can’t pretend to understand all the nuances in play but , be sure I will get to the bottom of things. 

Social media has been buzzing on this most miserable of days with the news.

I’ve treated myself to low fat turkey burgers for lunch and as promised I took some photos of the garden for Lizzy D even though the rain was lashing down 

 

Alive Again

 

I work in a former Victorian Holiday seaside town, which hosts a sweeping bay lined promenade housed with scores of brightly coloured hotels and bed and breakfasts .

Last night, for the first time, and glowing in the evening sun, the hotels were suddenly alive again.

From their bay windows and ornate dining rooms elderly patrons looked out again onto the sea and on the Promenade walkers passed each other in obvious good humour. 

Everywhere seemed open, front doors wide, public rooms in use.

I was so moved that I almost stopped Bluebell in order to soak up the atmosphere.

I didn’t 

It had been a long day 

The Montana

 

The Montana clematis is in bloom yet again. It visits yearly like an old friend and is always perky, and beautiful and welcoming before my birthday which is on the first of June. 

The arch it has been asked to make of itself is low, as I had always planned , so to enter my garden from the back gate , one has to stoop very low in order to follow the winding path up to the back door..

The garden and therefore the cottage is afforded privacy, and the back garden, now professionally sculptured by my sister, has the feel of a walled garden despite being located next to the lane.

I photographed the clematis this morning, just before I went to work. 

The small tree next to it is a laburnum, albeit a slow growing one, perhaps in another decade I shall start to see its golden handing flowers clear of the ground.

I’ve no real news today. 

Fat Balls

 

I’ve only just realised that I’ve grown a full beard .

I’ve had it tucked away beneath my mask for so long, I’ve got out of the habit of looking at my face.

I FaceTimed a Sheffield friend last night and noticed it...

I look like a pirate

Dorothy ate several bird fat balls at Trendy Carol’s the day before yesterday so has been suffering from explosive shits for the last day or so which has been lovely.

In between bouts of mopping I’ve been reading The Fine Art of Invisible Detection by Robert Goddard in the bedroom window seat

The ash trees in the corner of the Church Yard are not doing well, I’ve noticed 

Minari

 

I went to Chester today to see Minari at the Storyhouse

A quiet study of second generation Korean family in American was a lovely choice of my first cinema trip

A man sat alone in the row in front  of me waved at the audience behind him as he got comfortable and cheerfully shouted out “ Hello all.......isn’t this BLOODY  fabulous ? “ 

We all murmured our agreement from behind our masks

And then there was a small smattering of applause..........