Victim of Geography

Land of Manc weaves its usual brand of geographical brand of bamboozlement on me. Its like Runcorn on steroids, shapeless and freaky! Anyway found North Manchester General having confused a native with a request for directions. There I found Vicky and Jenny. Together we made our way to the Headquarters which is cunningly left off the hospital maps on display for the public. Need to scrawl some notes on the meeting.

Blackhole of Gateway House today. Deep joy, Belle and Seb, a cramped train, a dirty, dusty ugly job in prospect. Still use the opportunity to fire off some mails.

Ashes don't start brilliantly for England. Still loads of play to go in the game yet and test cricket is always a bit of a rollercoaster. A thought that gets me through Urmston though I don't have scooby where that is!

Refuge, Sanctuary and All Round Noisy Gaff

Accosted at coffee yesterday afternoon by a member of a team that is seeing its function disappear in the current wave of NHS Reforms for some advice on materials relating to Practice Based Commissioning for an interview. Gave him some info and the names of a couple of the good guys locally to call who I know will give sesnible guidance and are friendly and approachable (and own a sick sense of humour to rival my own in one case - Mrs Mortality!) During the conversation it became apparent that it'd be difficult for him to call from the office as his line manager will listen in and the situation is kinda awkward. Simple solution, I offer a phone, a desk and darkened screens so he can call who he likes with no comment. Offering this kind of sanctuary I'll be entering the priesthood next. More serious is the culture in their office, it sucks.

Round 1 in my accidental preparation for the Ashes sleep deprivation project. Plan my usual early rise but wake slightly earlier. Blink the news, it fills the time but if I survive today OK then it'll be an earlier rise for the duration of the Ashes. Yesterday even Russell Crowe got in on the Ashes act. I thought the geezer was a Kiwi, confused therefore by his support of Australia. When we were in New Zealand I did see a T-Shirt proclaiming support of two teams, 'New Zealand and anyone playing Australia' and kinda figured that was a fair sum up of their attitude. Maybe not! Of course the plus side in this is I find time to catch up with my blogging here.

Work for the day is a trip to the land of Manc and the Principality of North Manchester General for an E-Resources meeting (deeply controversial issue in LIHNN!) a bunch of searches and the quest to find more Liverpool Firsts!