Tag Archives: hospital

Curious rucksack contents (Rousse)

Posted on June 8, 2025 by Dreamaticus

I grabbed my rucksack and followed my Canadian colleague BD out the door. If this was the last time that we were together, I wanted to be with him as long as I could. We walked across the big public … Continue reading →

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Spitting nails (Belle)

Posted on January 30, 2025 by Dreamaticus

I was visiting a hospital ward. All the beds had old-style iron frameworks, and the matron was fierce. What I couldn’t understand was, why was I visiting people in hospital when my mouth was so painful. I should be lying … Continue reading →

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News of a Chelsea pensioner (Rousse)

Posted on July 28, 2024 by Dreamaticus

A scruffy man in a ragged soldier’s uniform turned up at our door. At first I thought that he was wearing a Salvation Army outfit. Then I recognised the insignia of the Chelsea pensioners on his shoulder. He was dressed … Continue reading →

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Pasta, fruit, and showers during hospital discharge (Rousse)

Posted on March 10, 2024 by Dreamaticus

The cost of a hospital discharge was a lasagne. I had mine ready to hand over when I left with KH, who had volunteered to pick me up. I’d almost finished packing. I just needed to work out how to … Continue reading →

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When Barbara Castle came for tea (Rousse)

Posted on May 1, 2022 by Dreamaticus

Centenarian Barbara Castle was discharged from hospital into our company. I was slow to offer her a cup of tea, but Mrs Castle didn’t seem to mind: she explained that her hospital ward had been awash with hot drinks. My … Continue reading →

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Lessons in arrogance (Rousse)

Posted on November 11, 2021 by Dreamaticus

‘They take a special class in arrogance as part of their medical training’ explained A, the nurse daughter of my friend DM. Now I knew why hospital consultants were always so condescending to their patients.

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Drug dealing in Dublin (Rousse)

Posted on September 12, 2019 by Dreamaticus

Seated in the back of the car to the left of me, JS asked why she would not be joining the book group trip to Dublin. I found it hard to believe that she had forgotten all about her forthcoming … Continue reading →

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Reader held hospital hostage (Rousse)

Posted on September 8, 2019 by Dreamaticus

For a change, the book group members met for Sunday lunch. MH offered her sparse flat as the venue, even though she could not attend herself. JS’s sister took MH’s place, holding her head in her hands whenever death was … Continue reading →

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A hospital romance (Rousse)

Posted on February 9, 2019 by Dreamaticus

The cancer ward proved a fertile hunting ground for a new husband. There I was courted by a tall dark French man. Meanwhile my mother patiently waited for me in the café.

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Prince George’s part-time passion and a romantic near-miss (Rousse)

Posted on October 28, 2018 by Dreamaticus

Prince George of Cambridge had 5 minutes before his next royal appointment to open a new hospital ward. He chose to spend it stroking my upper torso. Afterwards I almost climbed into bed with my cousin NA. Fortunately I saw … Continue reading →

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