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Friday, September 07, 2007

Sigh ... to add to my misery, some of my nurses had to email me and ask how I'm doing! Really touched, but kept feeling this tinge of sadness. Have to get over it somehow, and every time I walk past my old wards I keep wanting to run in there for a bit of sanity. Hope the new people in those wards treat them nicely, they are (for the most part) a fantastic bunch of nurses.

Last of those great times:







And Triops:


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