R's rue

  Borborygmi is one of my favourite words It’s a medical term for the gurgling noise bowels make when they are working normally. It made a wonderful round in tv’s Call My Bluff when the effete Arthur Marshall  and Frank Muir battled it’s true meaning out, but I learned it back in 1983 in my first year of nursing school. It’s one of those words like follow you , just underneath the surface of memory  Like mendacity, autonomic dysreflexia, and El- ahrairah ( who was a rabbit God in Watership Down) I informed my colleague that a patient of ours had no borborygmi She wasn’t impressed … I need some company with whom I can talk shite with. It’s a product of being on four nights shifts in a row and needing some frivolity.  I search messenger for signs of friends on line , but it’s 2 am and all is quiet as it is here. Everyone is safely asleep except me. One of my patients reminds me of DaVinci ‘s Ginevra De Benci We studied her in one of my city lit group...

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Yorkshire folk are  big enough to be able to laugh at ourselves. This is a sketch created by the  English comedian Harry Enfield. It was made as far back as 1992. Hell, that's almost thirty years ago. Enjoy:- from Yorkshire Pudding https://ift.tt/3fLPpGO

 It’s my last night shift tonight until next Thursday  I’ve technically run out of food except a few tomatoes and apples I woke at three thirty and couldn’t  be arsed going to the shops So I dig out a small cake out of the freezer ( one that the velvet voiced Linda dropped off) and microwaved it until it was steaming I ate it with leftovers of ice cream  And watched Antique Roadtrip in my boxers from Going Gently https://ift.tt/3lDRpoe