Greetings from wet and windy York. I came over on Sunday, and brought D-d back after her half-term week at home, so I’ve had a couple of days to do some Christmas shopping, and hang out with my daughter, very restful.
Tomorrow, however, the excitement happens! I leave here on a train about 10.30 in the morning to go to London – arrive about 12.30 and go to a hotel just off Oxford Street, where I meet up with three colleagues from work – my ‘support team’! One of them, and I, plan a wander up and down Oxford Street, then I will toddle back to the hotel, have a wee rest, and then put on my glad-rags as it is the night of the Nursing Times Awards Dinner, at the Hilton on Park Lane.
I really don’t expect to win my class, but it will be quite an experience to go to the event. It is a dinner, the awards, and then dancing and ‘networking opportunities’ (Ugh!) till 1a.m. Then back to the hotel where we stay, grab a few hours sleep, and then the other three fly home on Thursday morning and I get a train back to York, back here to the Holiday Inn (only 500yards from D-d’s place) for another night, dinner with D-d, and then drive up to Heysham for the Friday afternoon boat home.
I really, really, hope the weather will have improved by then…
As for the posh-frock dinner… yes, there will be photos – I have even borrowed D-d’s camera as it fits into my small handbag better than mine does.
And I promise I’ll post to say how I got on.
Tomorrow, however, the excitement happens! I leave here on a train about 10.30 in the morning to go to London – arrive about 12.30 and go to a hotel just off Oxford Street, where I meet up with three colleagues from work – my ‘support team’! One of them, and I, plan a wander up and down Oxford Street, then I will toddle back to the hotel, have a wee rest, and then put on my glad-rags as it is the night of the Nursing Times Awards Dinner, at the Hilton on Park Lane.
I really don’t expect to win my class, but it will be quite an experience to go to the event. It is a dinner, the awards, and then dancing and ‘networking opportunities’ (Ugh!) till 1a.m. Then back to the hotel where we stay, grab a few hours sleep, and then the other three fly home on Thursday morning and I get a train back to York, back here to the Holiday Inn (only 500yards from D-d’s place) for another night, dinner with D-d, and then drive up to Heysham for the Friday afternoon boat home.
I really, really, hope the weather will have improved by then…
As for the posh-frock dinner… yes, there will be photos – I have even borrowed D-d’s camera as it fits into my small handbag better than mine does.
And I promise I’ll post to say how I got on.