Bad blogger, bad bad blogger...

[hits head against wall]

I'm sorry. I've been a very bad blogger and it shan't happen again. Excuses are as follows:

a) had a run of lots of births/overnighters
b) was ill with really nasty pukey high temperature bug
c) had my 3000 word essay to finish, already had an extension, couldn't get another one without going to a board and having a really good excuse ('I was tired' wouldn't cut it I'd wager)
d) I had to write, direct, buy the props and star in our Christmas review at work (it was very very good though I say it myself)
e) Christmas i.e. present shopping and numerous get-togethers
f) basically lazy

Sorry.

To make up for it, here are some photos which illustrate the above points.


A Charlotte's Christmas Carol: Dr Edmondeezer Scrooge (our Clinical Director is called Mr Edmonds) tells Babs Crotchsniff she has to have an induction of labour on Christmas Day. By the way, the bump isn't real, for those who get excited about these things...


Never a truer word...


Elliot 'Ginger' Woods and his beautiful mummy Zoe


Tudor and his lovely wife Richard relax in the comfort of their beautiful seaside retreat

And please go and have a look/laugh at the stupid Irish people. Ha ha.

The Birthmeister chucks up

Oh I'm so very sorry I haven't posted for ages. I have a good excuse.

A very very busy week (three 24 hour shifts in 7 days) with lots of births was followed by a nasty bug. I was on call last weekend, driving back from my friend Debs' 40th birthday party and got a phone call from one of my girls saying her waters had broken. I said lovely, call me when you're in labour. I was feeling just a little bit sick at this point (2.20am) but put it down to too many sausage rolls. Got home and went to bed, at which point I started shaking uncontrollably and feeling REALLY sick. At 4.45am the girl called back to say she was contracting every couple of minutes and I realised that I couldn't go. Called my lovely lovely colleague Suzie (who was supposed to be going off call the following morning) and started crying so she took pity on me and went out to see the girl for me. Good thing too as shortly after I ran to the loo and didn't really leave its cool and comforting side till Sunday afternoon... I haven't been ill for nearly 3 years (very healthy me) and I'd forgotten just how unpleasant it can be. Incidentally, the girl went on to have a lovely waterbirth with Suzie at 9.30am and has forgiven me for not being there!

Tudor seemed to enjoy the party...

Beer Monster

Sorry for delay

Hello,

I've been trying to get round to posting the story/photos of our fab Moonfleet trip last weekend but so far I've done two 24 hour shifts this week and am pretty tired. I'll try to do it very soon. In the meantime, learn all about the power of Christ and the evil of those dirty Muslims from a very scary man in a bowtie and an eyepatch for no obvious reason here. Would you trust your little girls with him? And who'd have thought salvation can be promised through use of a tickbox. Don't accidentally tick the wrong one now, will you?