So JK went on annual leave today in preparation for her cruise later in the week; she returns for a few shifts in just over a fortnight to tie up a few loose ends and hand over anything remaining. But in essence I am now in charge- I am Pretending (acting) Ward Manager. I expected at least a small fanfare, some party poppers popped, a couple of party blowers blown or kazoos kazooed, not a sudden sense of dawning at two in the morning.
I haven't introduced a regime change as yet, there is little change one can introduce (One, already getting to grips with the lingo!) at this witching hour, nothing seems pertinent nor important at this time of the night beyond going to bed and taking one's trousers off!
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