Month: September 2018

New Zealand: missing from international maps since Miss Jean Brodie was in her prime.

The steward just asked me if my “doctor” title (it’s a work trip, OK? I’m

I’ve been reading a book by an Intensivist  on end of life planning. The

I don’t think anyone who’s ever seen the inside of a woman’s peritoneal

What a glorious morning here in Welly; Spring has certainly sprung. My

I’m taking a small break during my sabbatical marathon in a few weeks,

A lovely Spring day today, the weather doesn’t really justify knee high boots but I’m wearing my funky electric blue ones anyway. Lots of compliments, but they don’t know my guilty secret: I haven’t shaved my legs for a week. It was boots or tights.

The best thing about failing eyesight as you get older is that your make up always looks fabulous, perfectly blended and fashionably smudgy. No idea what it looks  like to other people though.

I know a surgeon from Guernsey (sounds like the start of a limerick:

Always fun looking through old photos and reminiscing. My how they’ve changed! (creative creds to Becky)