My impression of four of the seven dwarves...........

Hi peops,

I’m late sending this out again cos I’m not well………..I guess I asked for it – after taking the Michael out of all the boys I know who have been suffering with ‘Man flu’ – and sending the cheeky ‘Man flu’ video on Facebook…..it’s my destiny - but I want you boys to know that this isn’t just ANY cold, this is an M & S cold – miserable and snotty – it has affected my tonsils and so makes yawning painful – so probably it’s a good job I’m not going out with any of the boring farts I usually pick up cos it’d be right painful at the moment ;-)

So….the impression of Dopey, Sneezy, Sleepy and Grumpy are pretty good – shame I’m not on the Royal Variety show tonight – don’t forget to look out for Little Howard.. if you pick this up in time.

Anyway, I know you’re dying to hear about the exciting week I’ve had. I did my radio interview at the beginning of the week - thankfully I didn’t sound like this – all hoarse – neigh neigh and thrice neigh……….. I felt afterwards I said a lot of ‘erms’ but Waseem’s son Khi is too polite to erm… say anything. So I’m hoping I’ll get a slot now on Parkinson’s last show…..

Work wise I am still managing to keep my counsel, however the BIG Boss returns from holiday this week so that should be interesting…. Place your bets ladies and gentlemen…. Can she hold out? I did really well - only one big Trust meeting this week, and I was 5 minutes late – and you know when everyone glares at you, and then the Chair commented that some people had indicated that they didn’t know me, so as I squeezed in to the already full table, zipping my bag open zzzzzzzzip, zzzzzzzzzzzzzip, zzzzzzzip, and sat down, I had to listen to everyone introducing themselves – I always get a mental picture of ‘Blind Date’…. “Hello Number One, what’s your name and where do you come from?....” and after listening to all the names and ever more imaginative NHS job titles, I popped my glasses on as I introduced myself and couldn’t see a bloody thing – one of the lenses had popped out – and I’m not sure whether that has ever happened to any of you – but it’s impossible to see anything – so while I’m looking round at everyone and telling them my name and job title, I’m winking each eye in turn and frowning at them all – fabulous first impression – guess my Boss is right – I am indeed destined to stay on the middle rung of the eternal career ladder – am I bovered?

As I write this, I only have 26 days, 18 hours, 20 minutes and 58 seconds until my state visit to New Zealand. I guess the press will be waiting for me at the airport – especially if they get wind of my radio interview….. hope you’re all OK and getting into the festive spirit, or just the spirit at any rate!

Till next week………..

Kimmie x

A man with flu is talking on the phone (all sweaty and red-eyed)
Three weeks!!! The doctor can see me only in three weeks?!!! By that time I can be dead!!!
A calm voice on the other end: - In this case, have you wife call us and cancel the appointment.