Good evening everyone. So The Grinch has floated into London and back out again today with lots of exciting projects now on the horizon. These will undoubtedly generate loads more money for her essentially doing
duck all. Today I got up at 0530 and left for work at 0630. I work as a staff nurse on a neonatal unit. My shift started at 0730 and finished at 2000. We were so busy today that none of the staff had time for a lunch break. We barely had time to go to the toilet. However, all the babies and families were well cared for and supported in many different ways. I'm not complaining about no lunch today because it's swings and roundabouts and I love my job. What I am pissed off about is Mrs
bleeping Hinch! "Trying to get a photo of my favourite field" in the pitch dark? "There's the shard guyyyzz" "mum said to take a snack" "There's a handsomes" you actually think this is work? I just want to scream! And don't you
bleeping dare go on your stories and say you want to "be a nurse" for the day. Don't you
bleeping dare!