Monday, March 31, 2014

Frustrating

I've had to be so patient, not always my strongest attribute
Problem was that we had a serious storm, with frightening thunder and lightning. It Stopped our router from working, And  sent my little cat Molly into a frenzy.
Therefore I have had no internet connection for some time.
I love to meet new friends who are in the main authors on Twitter and try to blog at least once a week.
I wrote about some interesting nursing debate just before we lost connection.
I'm still trying to retrieve this as it was about two contentious matters.

1  ARE NURSES PAID TO MUCH.?

2. ARE FEMALE NURSES BETTER THAN MALE.?

Thursday, March 20, 2014

A little walk

Today was sunny so I took a walk through the local laid out gardens,then by the Hythe canal.

I was struck by the amount of people who do not smile back when you smile at them.
It got me wondering why.
Perhaps they are shy, or think that your intentions are not good.

I have been told that we Southerner's are less friendly than those folk from the North.
Maybe that is true.

I always smile at people I pass and often say hello,good afternoon and so forth.
And I hasten to add I always will.

Friday, March 7, 2014

A scary night

I was on night duty at a hospital for the elderly, when I was a State Enrolled nurse. It was long ago
when the incident occurred.
In those days nurses were expected to go off the ward for supper at 12 midnight.
Walking over to the dining hall, one had to pass the mortuary, this particular night I thought I heard someone knock the huge wooden door as I passed.
When I reached my destination, I told two porters who were tucking into their food about my experience.

  "Don't be daft, said one, There is no one in there other than the two souls who passed away earlier today."
 I interjected their laughter with,

  " Please come and listen for yourselves."

 "What you heard my love was the wind it is pretty blowy out there tonight."

To placate me they followed me out of the room, down the draughty corridor and the three of us stood outside the mortuary door.

  "Help me ,help me," came a plea and I could see the porters in the lights of the corridor change colour.
  "Get the keys ,and hurry up Fred." said one to the other.
When Fred returned with the keys, he opened up and there stood the resident gardener Jimmy.
  "I got locked in today when I was sweeping the leaves. the guys didn't see me when they came in with the body, I was just round the bend  having a fag and hiding,'cos I'm not meant to be in there..

The relief all round was palpable.

Monday, March 3, 2014

My new book

Good evening,

Well, the book doesn't yet have a title, but I am pleased to say that it is coming along. It's a totally different genre from the first.
I have managed to discipline myself to making myself set aside at least 30 mins. each day to write.

To give you a flavour, it is a novel set mainly in the second world war years. The protagonist who is English and gifted with speaking both French and German fluently, joins the Special Operations Executive [S.O.E.] against her families wishes.
She experiences much hardship and suffering and finds herself a prisoner of war in the Dachau concentration camp.
She escapes and endures incredible experiences on her journey back to France.

I will let you know when it is to be released.

Good night.

Sunday, March 2, 2014

Busy weekend

Good afternoon,

I hope this blog finds you all well.
I am getting concerned that I am not paying enough attention to my next novel.Life at the moment is taken up with family and friends. That's wonderful and how lucky am I to have this.
But it does decrease the amount of writing you can do. I am determined to get it finished. In fact I am on the last lap, if only I could write it down as fast as I can think it.

Must go now as it's yet another meal in a pub with friends. Must be careful with the calories!

Bye for now.

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