Mood: chatty
So yesterday was a little slow. Things at the hospital are settling into a routine, whilst it's nice I get lots of people to talk to during the course of the day, I'm not really given time to get to tell them everything I want.Unfortunately hospital rules demand that I push more than one trolley a day.I'll have to have a few words with the union about that, surely conversing with patients is all part of the healing process. The Banana Phobic bloke was finally given his kilt, it don't look like it fits him properly so I reckon one of the nurses gave him a Tartan skirt she had lying around.
Spent the evening at Benny's place. He's really getting into this website thing and wanted to record some more of my memories so he could produce some more pages. He records everything onto tape. I had to laugh as a few of the tapes were the old style Mossad ones that used to self destruct after you played them once (and you all thought a TV show made that up), so whenever he played them back to make sure they came out ok he lost everything. He eventually found a few tapes he'd bought down Brick Lane that seemed to do the job. He tells me that once we've done our Booze cruise he'll work on some more. Interestingly I noticed he's sneaked a new page on without telling me, The Raid On Entebbe, I must have recorded that one a long time ago.
I'm looking forward to our little trip to France, I've already worked out where I'm going to stash my supply of fags into Benny's Trabant. I'm also looking forward to insulting a few of the Froggies, apart from the guys who serve in the Foreign Legion they ain't up to much, and having spent a couple of weeks with the Legion I should know.
Shalom