Over the past week the house has been full of housemates with the lovely sunny weather bringing hope to all. As the medics move on to our last placement before exams, becoming real doctors is drawing ever closer. As I sit here and type Hannah is desperately trying to pack all her belongings into as small a space as possible before going to Banbury for the weekend, albeit not on a white horse with rings and bells. I should be packing too, as I'm on my way to Wrexham, however, following a visit to A & E this morning about my foot, I feel it is ok not to bother just yet.
The others have been slightly overwhelmed with the frenetic activities of Hannah and myself this week, on Tuesday I spoke to/ spent time with most members of Woodville Baptist Church, and saw the other ones on Wednesday(before my foot went wrong.) The ladies entertained some of the male members of Highfields last night, none appear to have died of food poisoning.
Typo of the week, seen at a medical centre near here (the army bit) - minuets of the last meeting-yes it was handwritten, yes I pointed it out, no, the soldier still hasn't realised what might be wrong with it.
Anyone with an idea about what to do re Iran, answers on a postcard please addressed to the MoD. Any suggestions welcomed.
Fran
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