I'm just tired of this echo chamber that doesn't seem to achieve anything tangible. Those few of you who know me in real life know where I can be found in the unlikely event that you want me.
Sorry for being down - I'm okay in myself, really. Wishing you all well.
My #writing pitches fall into a black hole, and the same half a dozen people respond to my tweets (and I am grateful to them) despite #fbf and #socialistsunday efforts.
All in all, I'm utterly disenchanted with everything beyond my four walls, so I'm taking a #Twitter break.
Neither @UKParliament nor @WelshGovernment are going to shift from the paltry pay "rises" to public sector workers, least of all #NHS#nurses - they know we have a sense of duty. Our union is too 'apolitical' to call for a strike. Even @UKLabour now frowns on industrial action.
IMO @RishiSunak and @trussliz are no improvement on Johnson and I have little hope of 10 gammons in the Home Counties choosing the lesser of two evils.
Brexit is a disaster.
The Tories are not going to do anything to alleviate the #CostOfLivingCrisis - why would they?
@ChristineBore I know how you feel - I came so close to ill-health retirement twice in the last few years and feel it'll happen if I'm off again. Your efforts changed lives. And you're always a nurse - it's in our DNA. Wishing you peace.
You know how some tweets get lots of likes? The Twitter algorithm hates me, but please, if you see this, wish my youngest a happy 18th birthday.
#FBF#followbackFriday if you like my bio/tweets
"And the moment that you came to change my life,
Use life, burn my heart, and make me smile."
18 years ago today, Lola's Theme was #1 in the UK singles chart.
18 years ago Lolo was born and 'turn(ed) my world around."
#HappyBirthday Lolo
https://t.co/TVQM4lzzJP
I was about to leave for work when the police knocked. Youths last night were spray painting on a row of cars, including mine.
Either they're not terribly bright, or they really hate Ryan. #Caernarfon
@andylancelot @PfawrDavid That somehow makes more sense than most of the 21st century. Exvept, of course, I definitely wouldn't be having a night shift nap, wrapped in my nurses cape with a pastel honeycomb blanket, with 'The Hit Man and Her' inexplicably on the ward television.
Rare proper anxiety dream about being late for work (by 5hrs) because I was watching a prize-giving ceremony. I am grateful for my alarm waking me. Unless it didnβt and this is part of the dream...