tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2526736757651414061.post4870758885205346571..comments2024-03-25T15:07:41.959+00:00Comments on Nigeness: Nursery TalkNigehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13314891387515045404noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2526736757651414061.post-22888015867485227902013-01-30T17:09:40.210+00:002013-01-30T17:09:40.210+00:00Not so Nige. Here is the USofA a good part of my j...Not so Nige. Here is the USofA a good part of my job, working in environmental testing and analysis, deals with sewage or as it is universally ephemistically refered to by those who produce it... poop. <br /><br />As for my business, which word was itself another term much used I remember by my gran, then as someone once said 'It may be shit to you but its my bread and butter' <br /><br />Banished To A Pompous Landhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15141515769740567476noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2526736757651414061.post-3339559242891124272013-01-30T13:40:14.092+00:002013-01-30T13:40:14.092+00:00The medics used to be direct to the point of abrup...The medics used to be direct to the point of abruptness, late seventies and a sojourn in Newcastle's RVI, an excellent teaching hospital. In those pre cellphone days a phone on a trolley served 3 wards, I went in search and found it in the 'men's surgical' next to a bed surrounded by the great white coated ones. The gaffer, or the consultant as the trade calls them was saying in a loud voice to the man in the bed "well, say what you like, it’ll have to come off, if not you're dead." I admire the subtle approach, works every time. Which is more than could be said for the phone. <br /><br />Same hospital two days earlier, waking up from the anaesthetic, the Geordie nurse said "feel like shit huh?" we had proper nurses back then.maltyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02936465848907794425noreply@blogger.com