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Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Well the good news is that since 4pm this afternoon, I've been in possession of a copy of the Brighton & Sussex University Hospitals NHS Trust 'Pandemic Flu Major Outbreak Plan'. The bad news is it's 198 pages long, and by the time I've read it, we'll all be dead. But I've skimmed through a few paragraphs and it basically involves using a handkerchief, avoiding bacon, and looking out for men with big moustaches.

Coincidentally, I was reading a report on the BBC news website today about the recuperative effects of live music in hospitals. Which is all very well as long as it's not a Mariachi band.

But while I'm waiting for the WHO doctor to travel through time and space and upgrade the alert to phase 5, I've spent the day on the phone to the Human Resources and Occupational Health departments, and having enjoyed illuminating conversations with both, I've decided to throw caution to the wind and start writing my letter of resignation. Having a fab new job to go to is good, but the real icing on the cake is handing in your notice...

Let them read cake.
That's a bloke called Neil. He lives in San Francisco, wears a pink shirt, and likes to bake. I wonder what his wife's called..?