One of my bad points is that I’m quick to temper. I know myself very well and understand that the recipient of my ire is often not the main cause of it. It’s a common phenomenon and one which , when you are in the centre of things , is very hard to see with clarity. Yesterday I managed fairly well Fairly I finished three night shifts only to face just one day off before a long day shift, and when a colleague acted in a self absorbed, needy way I found my temper rising like lava from a volcano . Luckily I walked away, muttering like Mutley from Dick Dastardly Distance and very cold air whistling in from the North over the Goat free Orme, cleared my head with timely pleasure. My colleague wasn’t the problem Tiredness, four courses of nausea inducing antibiotics, a cold cottage without a workable fire and elevated blood infection markers were the problem. I got that all straight in my head in the calming panacea of the wind and within the hour organised to take an...
