I'm pretty much dreading next week with the schools going back in Bristol. The traffic is bad enough all ready and I'm finding the daily trek across the city a real chore. There was one day this week when the roads were full of trucks, skip lorries and dumpster lorries and everything was so slow and dirty.
Work is slowly becoming more and more depressing as we edge towards the April date when we close and get disbanded to other hospitals.
Not everyone wants to move to the Children's Hospital and that other hospital Trust. Also it's bang in the centre of town and parking will be a complete nightmare.
This week I've noticed several of my work mates seeming really depressed and unhappy. It's so sad and no one is addressing it at all. After 20 years of working with these people we're all being got rid of... yep that's how it feels. 20 years of building up a good unit, an excellent reputation and all for nothing. I hate them all. They have no idea and are doing nothing to make us feel secure at all.
One day I'm going to give it all up and ditch the lot of them. The NHS? Spit on it.
Yesterday I drove to Springs house to see the Red Bull airplane display by his house. I have never seen such chaotic traffic... One woman stopped wound down her window to speak to me. She'd been in a queue stopped dead for 2 hours. Her kids were besides themselves and she was very angry. She'd begun her journey at 8am that morning and it when then 3 pm. Longleat seemed to have no organisation with the car parking and traffic. And guess what? The planes didn't even fly. Weather too bad.
I did see this car proudly displaying the fathers for justice sign in his rear window. Idiot. Bet he has a large array of Superman costumes in his wardrobe.
Grrrr.
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The powers that be are always re-arranging things and they never seem to have any idea of the unmeasurable costs like staff morale. Often they don't take proper account of the measurable things either like the time involved for staff to organise new systems.
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