We had a meeting...a meeting with the nursing equivalent of the Grand High Witch of Malawi. Like in the scene from the film, there was lots of murmuring and sporadic clapping from the assembled group as she fired them them! I looked around and couldn't help but think to myself of all the squared-ended feet, blue spit and wigs...but instead of plotting the downfall of smal children we were discussing how to improve nursing care and save lives.
The whole effort started with the fabulous nurses song, then the prayer and then the nurse's pledge, 'all raise you right hands please and swear the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth...'
Although i declined the offered refreshments of warm fantas, the rest weren't so restrained, especially the one who unashamedly let out the most enormous burp a few minutes after she'd downed the lot! I just couldn't look at Ali who was on the other side of the room for fear of losing the little control i had over my giggles. Instead i bit my lip and drifted off into my own world for a while, only to be brought sharply back by the flash of the official photographer's camera - Oh bugger - there is picture evidence of my complete lack of attention - whoops! I tried ever so hard to look studious and interested after that but they lost me again...Grand High Witch finally wrapped things up 2 hours later and i escaped to resume by life!
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