I smell of dust, old books and bluebells. Tales of Barnsley Hospital : comments.
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It's very hard to cope with and yes, you do find the strangest things to laugh at. My mum's things were the chocolate biscuits, the veering to the left and getting a room to herself because she was agreeing with the woman who thought people were going through her locker...
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Hmmm. Care to elaborate (about the choccy bikkies, especially)
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and as I had to do all her washing...
I had to extricate the choccy bikkies from her her nightie when I arrived and had to wash a chocolate covered nightie every evening when I got home.
It was funny at the time...
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"I'll explain fully when I see you soon"
I look forward to it. (o:
LOL. As anticipated the nurse in the other bed s proving a great source of relief and amusement. Tonight we had a lengthy, detailed and involved conversation about 'House' through her curtains - just a disembodied voice; deeply amusing.