TW3

Not a cryptic reference to 60's satire but a reference to the fact I been too busy to blog.
Last item took us to Tuesday evening I got home and then its off to cell. A moving experience for sure and the power moving in that group is palpable. Jack gives me a small clay pot with a text in it - refers to significance. look away loopyboy. Home and feeling better sleep again.
Wednesday.
Off to Abercromby Health Centrewhich although it belongs to CLPCT it also contains services provided by SLPCT staff. So I am meeting Shirley head honcho dietitian - always an odd feeling meeting dietitians for me. Shirley and i go back a long wat so no discomfort there. I also talk to her colleague Brian who is keen to explore some aspects of my surgery. I however am there for the day job so I dont evangelise too much. They have one PC between them and one in a box thats been there for 12 months(so lets get sorted).
Then into a big dietitians room with 7 or 8 chairs two PC's up to 16 staff hotdesking including an A&C who is on the pC most of the time and a clapped out printer. Easy stuff to sort.
Licence for SPSS less easy - a few quick wins and I am off.
Concious that about 10 am Jean is being interviewed for the professional lead in OT at the works. I am therefore shocked when I arrive back and see her sat at Davids desk in our office - scary I leave quickly and have a meeting with Terri about Choose and Book Erefferals and EPOC and all sorts - legacy systems integration engines and messaging solutions.
Lunch then its off to Hammy to meet the the Queen of IG with Pauline an enthusiast and dyed in the wool socialist so we can dig that. She hass a new assistant John and together they are sorting South out. Get a message from Jean to say she didnt get it - gutted aint the word - but it aint meant to be I conclude. Still she is hurting so I buy some flowers on the way home and attempt to appear supportive. Bad timing means I am off to the quiz night at Winwick and as its the Christmas night out we hit the dragon and phoenix in Newton-le-willows which is a typical non chinatown chinese. I remember it opening 20 odd years ago - how sad is that. The food wouldnt be out of place in the sort of gaff you find in Pwhelli or somewhere. Not many chinese people eating in there. chilli beef and potato a low spot. Good quiz then home
To be continued....

Thursday
Into Hammy for a 9.30 big meet with the Heads of Informatics (or IM&T)(or ICT) across the patch. It isnt anticipated as being easy but goes smoother than I thought.
We are reorganising basically and we were discussing the options. I am all for it and see it as a big opportunity both on a personal and organisational level. (nope its true that aint spin).
At lunchtime Paul-T and scoot into town. I am still amazed at how close it has moved since since I had my op. We take lunch at this branch of Heathcotes I am impressed and go for a lorenzo (nannas malapropism for a lasagne). Paul takes some sort of sandwich, we then stroll around shops and he shows me clothing and footwear which cost the GDP of a small african country. He is a smart feller for sure. No M&S for that boy.
Then its back to the works and useful meeting with Caroline who is on phased return.
home and out gain... to the christmas curry club (but I only stay for the pub bit) the boys are on fine form but seem to be drinking more than usual.
Friday
Up with the lark and into the works - prep at my desk and then get cakes for team meet. Fill in an incident form (serious management stuff). Off to Hammy meet with Adam, home and then chill in the evening.