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I was called pathetic earlier for suggesting people should have stayed away from the pub as thousands are now out of work because of it. Conversely, people have been so unbelievably kind too. I popped to Sainsbury’s on my way home from work yesterday morning and an older lady must have clocked my lanyard and told me if there was any shopping I couldn’t get that she would get it for me on one of the OAP early opening days 😆

I may have also lost my shit with a few people and ranted this morning: ‘As a friend drove through Newcastle last night they reported back that the bars and pubs were absolutely heaving with people. I know of at least 2 places that were having “final fling” nights in their pub. The pubs I passed on my way to work were full at 7pm. “One last pint!” “Best go out while we can!” “Ahhh I’m fine man, it’s being blown out of all proportion!” Did you have a good night? Bit tender this morning? Well I hope that pint was worth it. In a couple of weeks time when someone you love is battling for their life on a ventilator, being given 24/7 care by my colleagues in a department that will have to spill over into a makeshift Intensive Care Unit in the back of Recovery, and you’re praying to a God you don’t even believe in; I hope to the same God that it was truly worth it. And if they don’t win that battle, and they become another statistic in this horrendous nightmare that hasn’t even scratched the surface for us here in the North East, don’t DARE suggest that we should’ve done more to help them. You selfish pricks.’

I think the only appropriate word at the moment is ‘surreal’ 😕 It’s not made itself visible up here yet like it has in London which is now at full capacity for Covid patients on ventilation in Intensive Care. My place is eerily peaceful with an underlying sense of foreboding doom. We know it’s going to come but we just don’t know when and we can have as many meetings, flowcharts and hastily-thrown-together guidelines as you like but when the shit hits the fan we’re just going to do what we can with what we’ve got and hope to fuck that it’s enough. We’re busy turning one of our theatre recovery rooms into a makeshift ITU for when they’re at capacity and anaesthetic staff will need to staff it as we postpone routine surgery. I have a constant sickly feeling in the pit of my stomach and I’m shitting myself. Which is unfortunate given the bog roll situation.

Well now. This is fun...😷

The place is definitely lacking a woman’s touch. I’ll be back with a few scatter cushions and houseplants later.

Now you’re talking!

Aaaaaand it’s like I’ve never been away... Evening Gaz! 😉

Brilliant 😆 Good to know I’ve been missed 😉 Maybe I should pin a list of dates up for the next couple of years to keep you all right.

Good to know nothing has changed 😁

Soooo, what have I missed?

I appear to be going on an unexpected trip to Majorca soon. Needs to hurry the fuck up. PS. Hi, sorry to have neglected you..

You're not meant to be perving over the nurses man!! Although I feel like I can't tell you off given the circumstances. Enjoy, and we're all with you

He was on both - I've posted over there too. He was bloody mad and an absolute gentleman.

Sorry to start such a sad thread but it's just to let you all know of the passing of one of our old friends. Many of you will remember Stu (LBW/Lanky/Lankybellwipe) from days of old when he would regularly brighten our day with his madness and I'm posting with the permission of his brother Chris (Happy Face) the news that he passed away yesterday. I'm sure you'll all join with me in sending our love and condolences to all of the family, especially his son Ben. RIP Lanky

http://www.bbc.co.uk/sport/cricket/42718484 Stokes available.

TMS has been an absolute godsend during nightshift these past couple of weeks and ready to do it all again on Wednesday night. Any ideas when we're likely to get some kind of final decision on the Stokes situation from the CPS?

Between the pair of you, you've claimed I look like Clifford and had a secret tryst with Chegwin at Malamison. I'd stay away from me given they're dropping like flies..

As long as I don't have any days off sick/solve all the problems overnight/tidy up after them/arrive by 7.45pm then I doubt they give a fuck

A week A/L commencing 18th and then I did the night rota for Christmas and New Year. To be fair, the lads wanted new year off so offered to do all the shit Christmas shifts and as I'm fair and accommodating I allowed it.

I'm off work from 16-27 December so I guess you're right there Drink alcohol, we must!

I guess that now it's December I can no longer use the "It's still fucking November" response when I see/hear anything Christmas related. I become more Grinch-like during the 'festive' season as the years pass..

Just heard this. So sad

Valerian and the City of a Thousand Planets. Well there's 2hrs 15mins I won't get back. Lovely special effects mind, and the Planet Mul is somewhere I could happily while away my days but the plot is woeful. There's zero chemistry between the lead couple and Delevinge's eyebrows had more charisma than the hormonal teenager that was meant to be the lead man. The 2 saving graces were Ethan Hawke and the cute little chameleon creature who shits out whatever you feed him. I knew there was a reason why I always let the ex take the bairn to sci-fi films...

It'll be like the time my mam eventually bought me a Mr Frosty when I was 27 after denying me one my entire childhood. It was shit

And your son Wyzbit?