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[Angela Woodford]

Hi Everyone

Multipurpose reply coming up.

Friday fish - I still turn green at the memory. One particular day haunts me. Sitting at the dining table after everyone else had left, supervised by Megan. I think that I have described the scene elsewhere - knowing that if I swallowed the fish mornay I would vomit, and would then almost certainly be punished for vomiting. Result: a hanky full of expectorated fish (sorry Alex - I hope I rinsed it out thoroughly before depositing it in the laundry).

I remember that day, Caroline. I thought it was ridiculous trying to make you eat the stuff whilst Meg Gunter stood over you. She was a kind girl, and as we left you there at the table I was hoping she'd let you off.

Siobhan hated the fish too, and managed to transfer her helping into a plastic bag under her pinny one day. She buried it in the House garden after lunch. It did look disgusting. Lots of things got buried in that garden.

If you've been enthralled by the "Sex in the Sicker" topic, don't you think the boys seem to have had much more fun? Irish and Spanish maids to seduce, and the school nurse...!

(The nurse/male patient relationship can be particularly potent - just thinking of a gorgeous blond teenage patient of mine years ago - sigh! Too late to strike me off now!)

Where did you race the snails? Was it on the wet cloakroom table?

Love, Munch

[icomefromalanddownunder]

I remember that day, Caroline. I thought it was ridiculous trying to make you eat the stuff whilst Meg Gunter stood over you. She was a kind girl, and as we left you there at the table I was hoping she'd let you off.


I guess, in a way, she did, as she must have been fully aware that I was spitting every mouthfull into my hanky. Meg was a good person - what possessed us to do what the school required of us against our better judgement, I wonder.


If you've been enthralled by the "Sex in the Sicker" topic, don't you think the boys seem to have had much more fun? Irish and Spanish maids to seduce, and the school nurse...!

Did they ever. We were positively deprived


(The nurse/male patient relationship can be particularly potent - just thinking of a gorgeous blond teenage patient of mine years ago - sigh! Too late to strike me off now!)


Woo hoo - well done you for making his hospital stay so memorable. I became very attached to a subject in one of our trials. Unfortunately he was due for an orchidectomy. Oh, and had a very nice, supportive, attractive girlfriend.

Where did you race the snails? Was it on the wet cloakroom table?


I can't remember - Alex or Liz, are you there?

Love

Caroline

Love, Munch

[Liz Jay]

The snails!!!

Oh how they haunt us. Mirroring the agonies of our school days, these naturally peaceable, docile, harmless and non-competitive hermaphrodite ladies were obliged to trundle under pressure for several inches at a time along the cloakroom table.

Didn't we make life just a little kinder for them by using the oilcloth?? It was already disgustingly unhygenic so a few snails wouldn't have mattered.

Love

[Angela Woodford]

If you've been enthralled by the "Sex in the Sicker" topic, don't you think the boys seem to have had much more fun? Irish and Spanish maids to seduce, and the school nurse...!

Did they ever. We were positively deprived


(The nurse/male patient relationship can be particularly potent - just thinking of a gorgeous blond teenage patient of mine years ago - sigh! Too late to strike me off now!)


Woo hoo - well done you for making his hospital stay so memorable.

Sunday morning and I feel moved to confess!

This gorgeous blond teenager had grabbed and held on to my hand on the way to an investigation in Endoscopy.

Next day, I had gone home and he appeared at the doof of my flat, full of rather persuasive lines - a thing for "beautiful brunettes" (I'm very ordinary-looking) how much better I was able to make him feel, nobody knew where he was..

A couple of interesting and therapeutic hours passed.

Back on the ward the next day, the staff were still chuntering. The GBT had asked to go out for a walk, and had been gone for a couple of hours, then had come back humming a happy tune, smiling radiantly, feeling better and refusing his medication. Had a hospital stay been a waste of everyones' time , etc etc ?

I said perhaps he was relieved his oesophagogastroduodenoscopy had been negative, and a nice walk in the fresh air had been beneficial. The ward receptionist gave me a bit of a funny look. (I found out later the GBT had wheedled my address from her, saying he wanted to send me a thank-you card.)

And nobody ever found out!

So I confess this story to you girls. I hope you understand

Liz, it's very clever of you to link the enforced captivity and performance torture of the racing snails to our Hertford life.

I thought the racing did take place on the cloakroom table. I think I remember it now.

Alex, if you are there, do you remember writing sketches for the Sixth Form Entertainment in 6s Upper Bathroom?

We wrote a sort of Agony Aunt sketch, making it as "risque" as we dared. One of the letters to the Agony Aunt was entitled "Sex and Spaghetti"

We asked the very best behaved girl in the School to play the Agony Aunt, which involved reading out this and other letters and her supposed replies, which she very sportingly did, absolutely deadpan, uncensored by DR and received with hilarity at the performance.

Who was that girl?

Love, Munch

[englishangel]

It wasn't me. Was it Penny Evans? In Lower sixth I did a strip show, wearing long gloves and an evening dress, I got the gloves off and was just going for the dress zipper when the curtain fell.

In Upper Sixth we did a Tutanhkamen sketch (thanks to Lesley Bonham) and I played Howard Carter and actually lit a cigar when I found the tomb. Fortunately the curtain fell on that too as I went decidedly green.

I bet that guy is now old and bald, and Munch you WERE gorgeous, colouring like Snow White, and all curvy and cuddly.

I didn't ever have a 'thing' with a patient (not even as a student nurse) though we did take one to the pub across the road and smuggled some bottle back for the others on the ward, and there was one student who "helped out" the bed-bound ones. This was a male orthopedic ward where the average age was about 23.

The junior sister on the ward also ended up marrying an ex-patient. He had asked her out while he was a patient (something trivial I think) and she refused, but then he came back a month later and asked her again, and as he was no longer a patient.......

[Angela Woodford]

It wasn't me. Was it Penny Evans?

No, no, there was a very very ultra-best behaved girl! I have never forgotten the total aplomb with which she did that sketch. Possibly the worst thing she had ever done!

Munch

[englishangel]

It wasn't me. Was it Penny Evans?

No, no, there was a very very ultra-best behaved girl! I have never forgotten the total aplomb with which she did that sketch. Possibly the worst thing she had ever done!

Munch

I was the Ultra-best behaved in my year, so it must have been someone in yours, unless my memory is faltering.

[Angela Woodford]

Oh, Mary, just remembered, you did the finale for the show - long pale-blue dress - stripper routine, very sensational! Think you might have had a feather boa too?

Love, Snow White (how that has cheered me up! Thank you!)

[icomefromalanddownunder]

I didn't ever have a 'thing' with a patient (not even as a student nurse) though we did take one to the pub across the road and smuggled some bottle back for the others on the ward, and there was one student who "helped out" the bed-bound ones. This was a male orthopedic ward where the average age was about 23.

The junior sister on the ward also ended up marrying an ex-patient. He had asked her out while he was a patient (something trivial I think) and she refused, but then he came back a month later and asked her again, and as he was no longer a patient.......

How about you two get together with Marty and submit a script to Grey's Anatomy?

Oh, and Mary is absolutely correct Angela Marsh. You were quite definitely not plain/boring/fat/unattractive/slow/any of the other negative adjectives you have used to describe yourself

Love

Caroline

[englishangel]

You remember. mwah mwah.

At that time The Morecambe and Wise Show was closed by Janet Webb starting to strip and saying "Thank you for watching my little show, and I love you all".

http://www.ianardo.com/hall3/webb.html

[englishangel]

But we still can't remember who did the Agony Aunt bit. Carolyn?, it must have been.

[icomefromalanddownunder]

Oh, rats

I'm online at the same time as other people and don't want to sign off incase any more messages come through,

but

I haven't eaten, have no dry clothes to wear for the rest of the week (washing machine about to end its cycle), and the Einstein Factor is about to begin on TV.

Decisions, decisions.............

Caroline
in South Australia, where it is Mother's Day

[englishangel]

I have just checked your time as my son wondered what it was. 1834 on Sunday.

I am in a similar dilemma as son wants the Internet. (really should go wireless)

[englishangel]

I think it's Mother's Day in the USA as well.

[Angela Woodford]

Mary! The Ultra best Behaved Girl who was the Agony Aunt was in your year! I know Alex will remember! Where are you Alex??

Happy Mothering Sunday, Caroline! Thinks... you could watch this programme in your negligee, whilst your clothes dry. You could mix a little something-with-orange-juice - mmm.

I'm just going out for the paper, although it will be filled with Tony. My main grudge against his time in office is Cherie's hairdressing expenses.

See you in a minute!

Munch