Friday, 9 March 2007

Scary in Oxford!

I have some more scary photos just in this morning that I have to share with the world! My good friend Marty who some of you may remember from the wedding- If I just say the one with the guy who looked like Hagrid and talked a lot (Sorry Mart but on this occasion Hagrid was more memorable for his never ceasing conversation! Next time belly dance while hanging from the top branch of an oak tree!) Anyway, he sent me these wonderful memories of my time in Oxford (not prison, just the city of…!)







Mighty Mart and his flexible folding legs!




...Hang on a minute! Aren't those Pauls legs!? And who's Dick!? Cos that 'aint his house!







Sarah - Yeah, but, no, but, shut UP! I never done nuffin'

Mart - Mate, you must have done somethin'! I felt the bench vibrate and I just know that stink 'aint the chicken!


That was all back in the days when I weighed a whole lot more and it was all about me! Jerry it's over to you...



Springer's final thought for the day!



SOME SAY that life is like Lego, and I guess they’re right. In my case I built a castle and a catapult in order to fling things at my brother.
In the centre of the castle was a throne with a Lego version of myself. I ruled over my medieval Lego land for many aeons, and the people who lived there led long and happy lives. All was peaceful, until my brother stole the wheels off my little Lego plague carts, and the infrastructure of my kingdom was unable to cope with the massive increase in unburied bodies.
Conditions got worse. Dozens of little Lego corpses lined the streets, rotting away like nobody’s business. The economy of the Lego world I had ruled over for so long collapsed. I fled the kingdom that night - quietly slipping away to the Royal docks to board my yacht and head for somewhere with a warmer climate and a healthy exchange rate. In the final analysis, this Lego lesson rings true even today. I think we all agree that even in some tiny way we should use our catapult more wisely in case our brother tries to steal some Lego wheels off us. I know I do. Good night and remember, Do take care of yourselves and each other.

Wednesday, 7 March 2007

Busy!

I've been so caught up in my placement that I have completely neglected my blog for a couple of weeks! I am loving the ward I'm on at the moment. The staff are fantastic and I finally feel like a nurse! Just wish I didn't have to go through another year and a bit before qualifying!

So anyway here's a rundown on what we've been up to...


17/02/2007


Trip to Holkham with H & P. It was lots of fun and I will never look at country girls or townies the same ever again! (private joke! Ask me about it and I'll try and make it sound as funny as it was!) Unfortunately Pablo (Townie 1) wasn't wearing correct attire and so had to be rescued from the ocean by his beloved Helena!



Here we all are, minus my chin! (Andy's camera skills- legendary!)




18/02/2007


We visited the lovely Kate for the first time (and Andy and Ruth!) This is how impressed she was...







I was going to carry on filling you in on my exciting life but I realised that my life just isn't that exciting and to make stuff up is against my principles! So there it will have to stay. Goodbye and I hope you all leave this page as unimpressed as little Kate!





P.S I suppose you all know the rules about not wearing uniform away from the hospital and certainly not while cooking..!



...BUSTED!