It was freakishly sunny and warm today, as if it were actually spring or something. Amazing. Sherlock and I went to the park after school and were pirates for a while - sword fights with sticks, sailing leaf boats on tiny bodies of water, that sort of thing. Sherlock has learned nothing from his broken arm and will still climb everything in sight given half a chance. He was halfway up a statue today before I stopped him.
Murray joined us for a bit, and for ice cream. He says he's not going back and might be leaving the Army too. He's thinking about looking for A&E work in London. I don't know what that job market's like, but he could hardly be better qualified. I told him there was babysitting in his future. He looked worryingly pleased. It's possible I shouldn't leave him and Sherlock alone together without someone else to babysit both of them.
I'm...relieved, I suppose. Sad, too, in a way. It feels like having both of us done with all that is a more permanent end to it than when it was just me, somehow. But I'm quite glad he won't be getting shot at anymore, obviously. And I'm glad it was his choice.
Anyway, as you probably saw in the comments of L's post, we're letting Sherlock pick out eggs from here to grow into a butterfly (or moth) and then release at the allotment. He is wildly excited, and I'm pretty excited too. We'll let you know what he decides on. My money's on the death's head moth...
Murray joined us for a bit, and for ice cream. He says he's not going back and might be leaving the Army too. He's thinking about looking for A&E work in London. I don't know what that job market's like, but he could hardly be better qualified. I told him there was babysitting in his future. He looked worryingly pleased. It's possible I shouldn't leave him and Sherlock alone together without someone else to babysit both of them.
I'm...relieved, I suppose. Sad, too, in a way. It feels like having both of us done with all that is a more permanent end to it than when it was just me, somehow. But I'm quite glad he won't be getting shot at anymore, obviously. And I'm glad it was his choice.
Anyway, as you probably saw in the comments of L's post, we're letting Sherlock pick out eggs from here to grow into a butterfly (or moth) and then release at the allotment. He is wildly excited, and I'm pretty excited too. We'll let you know what he decides on. My money's on the death's head moth...
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I'm sure any A&E dept. would give their right arm for him.
Murray - if I was wheeled in again, I'd be happy to see you at my bedside.
Now come to bed, Danger, before I'm asleep before you get here.
Coming now, sorry. I got distracted by butterflies.
...Which is the first time he's ever said that.
Greg - thanks, and you are correct, I would be excellent at that job.
Don't know about London, but I do know my daughter's been getting as much bank work as she's wanted as a health care assistant in A&E at a hospital in the Midlands. I would guess you'd have a similar situation.
Your trips to the park always sound amazing John, lots of imagination and fun :-)
Murray and Sherlock could probably do with mycroft to babysit them but its nice that you two have friends who enjoy spending time with the boys because everyone needs a break sometimes :-)
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At the moment they are planning to close a number of A&E depts in London, 4 in the NW, 3(I think) in the SW and the rest are not my area but are doing something similar. The upshot of that is everyone at the places closing are desperately trying to leave for more stable hospitals so I imagine competition for those jobs is very fierce. But the hospitals they are planning to close obviously can’t retain staff for love nor money and therefore have to hire agency all over the place. As they are not planned to close until 2014/15 I’d think your best bet would be to try one of those to get more recent experience in a London A&E and then look further afield..and writing this I find it a bit sad that healthcare reorganisations in London is a thing I know so much about :(
I looked up the death's head moth and that marking is spooky! Did you end up choosing that, Sherlock, or something else--or do you have some more research to do now before you decide?
(I know what you mean about that site, John, it's a real time sink!)
Hey Jade, thanks for the heads up, that's good to know.
Hey, Murray, best of luck finding just the job you want. (And I think you'll make a great Sherlock-sitter--I'm sure you'll have an excellent time together! :))
We do have the best blog readers, Murray ;) lots of them come out with helpful advice.
I'm on the way home, Sherlock, you can stop sending me demanding texts. And yes, off this weekend. Don't know why you can't just tell me whatever you want to tell me.
You want to go and visit Mycroft on Sunday?
SOrry, yeah, that'd be great.
Am I going to be hit by a small Sherlock-shaped tornado when I come in the door?
oh yes. He has very exciting news for you :)
That was pretty exciting. And I think he broke a record for not breathing while telling me everything in one huge run on sentence.
Blog readers of the world - the chicks have hatched! And so far, none of them have tried to climb back into their shells, despite their every move being watched by excitable small children!
Congratulations!! And happy birthday, chicks. :)
Did you all watch them hatch, Sherlock? It must have been so exciting!
oh how exciting :-) I'm so glad you were able to see them hatch Sherlock and it didn't happen over weekend.
Yes we saw some hatch but one was already hatched and we watched them dry out and get fluffy and they cheep really loudly and we gave them food and water and now they live in a big box with a special light that keeps them warm.
Wow! It sounds lovely and fascinating, and you are all taking very good care of them. Do they all huddle together to sleep?
i'd like to huddle together and sleep.
I'm sure John wouldn't mind joining you Greg :-)
It sounds like its been a long day for you.
Will you settle for huddling together on the sofa for a while and then going to sleep?
Mm. 'a while' may be a very short time.
Did you know the Met has about a million ways to register a complaint - online, offline, in person, by phone, letter...probably have I99 checking for smoke signals, too.
And no way to send in any thanks/compliments. At all.
Says a lot.
That's...quite sad, really. I'm sure some people would like to say thank you.
Yeah, some of them would. But while everyone's happy to count every bloody syllable of complaints and run to the press, we don't even offer a way to easily share any thanks for the good we do.
It's as if we're scared to put forward the idea we might be doing a decent job. Who's going to believe we are if we don't seem to believe it ourselves?
They could take a leaf out of the NSW Police book... NSW Police have a twitter feed and a #copsaretops hash tag. People send thank you that way.
Well.. people who have twitter so it's a fairly small subset of the population!
Not many. But the people who see the work you do and the changes you make in their lives won't forget it.
...Should I ask how work went today?
Rider - If only I could send you the long and tedious reports about social media that have been being produced for the past few years. But the postage would bankrupt me. Suffice to say, everyone has full support. Until they do something wrong. But no one can agree what's wrong and what's right before the fact, just remember you could lose your job over it... not exactly enticing, is it?
Danger - Probably not. Nothing special, anyway. Well, one of my DSs might want to move to the new Sapphire-which-won't-be-called-sapphire-anymore team. But apart from that.
Sorry, love. It does seem like people make your job even harder than it has to be a lot of the time.
I dunno. He'd be good at it. I wouldn't begrudge him going. It's a job you've got to want to do, you know? Not everyone's got it in them. I wouldn't have.
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