Day six: April 26

We left the lovely home of hubby's mates and headed off to the rest of our honeymoon. My birthday was spent driving through the beautiful green countryside.. well, on the highway anyway. Breaking up the monotony of blacktop with a side trip to see Hadrians Wall at Housesteads. Greatly diminished from the imposing structure it... Continue Reading →

Day five: April 25

Taking a break from the norm, hubby and I went our separate ways temporarily. He, having already voiced a plan that I really wanted to not be included in (golf and a cricket shop, no thank you), spent the day with the friend we were staying with, while I spent the day with his amazing... Continue Reading →

Day four: April 24

Another city day, this time we were in Leeds. Thankfully the public transport is easy to use and cheap, especially since neither of us really wanted to drive through cities and struggle with parking. We started with the armouries, an enormous collection of weapons spanning years of history and culture, I don't think a continent... Continue Reading →

Day three

It has been brought to my attention that I let this lapse a little, So I'm taking advantage of my day off to post the third day. The day started well with Hubby ducking off to get emergency clothes while I started the day right. Jumpers were definitely necessary! This time we left the ruined... Continue Reading →

Day two

Day two started with a visit to Knaresborough castle and it's stunning surrounds. We were met within the walls by the resident ravens and their keeper, Izabella was completely silent, we can't confirm or deny that her mouth matches her fowl title, but her brother Emyrus was happy to say hello. It was quite windy that day,... Continue Reading →

European honeymoon.

Forward: two days ago, hubby and I dragged our suitcases over what we hoped was the last threshold (for a while at least). We had just arrived home after five weeks traipsing across Europe, a trip that I had planned to record in regular detail. I did not take into consideration just how distracted I'd... Continue Reading →

The good nurse.

Yesterday I had a patient tell me "you're a good nurse. One of my favourites." I think all of us nurses have been told that in the past on more than one occasion. I usually brush it off, but for some reason, it stuck with me. I started analysing how I was acting, was I... Continue Reading →

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