I try never to be political on my blog - but I really must touch on the insulting offer (and that is all it is at the moment) of one percent for NHS Staff. These are the people who have put themselves in the front line of danger throughout the past year. These are the people who we applauded every Thursday evening on our doorsteps (including the Prime Minister). These are the people - some of whom died in the effort - who have slaved all year to save lives.
During that year I was in hospital. Not with Covid thank goodness - I broke my hip. I spent a week in Darlington Memorial Hospital where I had a hip replacement and a week of brilliant care in isolation because of Covid. Then I was transferred to The Friary Community Hospital in Richmond and had a fortnight in there - it was like a first class hotel. I cannot fault the lovely staff - men and women who worked from 8am to 9pm - thirteen hour shifts with just their meal times off. They were without exception cheerful, fun-loving people. They jollied us along, they helped where necessary (one of the sisters took my dirty laundry home and washed and dried and ironed it and brought it back the next day and I didn;t even notice it had gone from my cupboard). I was sorry to come out and they kept me in an extra couple of days until I got private home care sorted out.
These are the people who it is suggested should be content with a one percent pay rise. I will say no more except to say 'food for thought.'
On another subject entirely, sadly I have sold my beloved little Corsa. He has served me well for the last four years and I don't want to sell him. But I know in my heart of hearts that I will never be able to drive again. Driving means pushing Priscilla to the boot, folding her, putting her into the boot (lifting her in) and then I am marooned at the back of my car with no means of getting back to the driver's door because I can't walk without Priscilla. It is a decision I had to come to and the garage I bought it from have bought it back from me. There will be a few tears when he goes.
It is a chilly, semi-sunny day here for my walk out this afternoon with someone from the Falls Team, but at least it isn't raining. See you tomorrow.