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Tuesday, 3 September 2019

I’ve got myself...

a job.  Not any old job, this will be me...


doing something worthwhile.

A good few weeks ago Ludlow Community hospital had a fund raising day.  I volunteered my services to the League of Friends.  The following day I got a call from the organiser
‘Would you like me to start on Monday?’
I stupidly inquired.
What I had completely not realised in the intervening years since last I worked as a volunteer in a hospice, things had changed.

I needed criminal investigation clearance, proof of identity, two character references a TB scar identification check, still waiting for that!  All before I was allowed to don pinny and drive a trolley complete with samovar.
Silly me!  

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    1. Will I aid recovery that’s the million dollar question? (O)

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  2. Well, good luck with all the intervening rigamarole, and have a good time.

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    1. Just the TB scar check, then the old trolley will be ready to rock and roll...

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  3. Who knew there was such a thing as a TB scar check?! Mind blown. Good for you, have fun and don't spill the tea, you're likely to be sued these days if you spill stuff! I do hope you get an apron similar to the one in the photo :D x

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    1. We’ve guessed it is the mark on your arm, don’t know until we get here? Got the hairdo and the frock, just the pinafore to complete the look.

      LX

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