Now I’m retiredNow I’m retired, I can wake when I likeI can have a nice walk, or go ride my bikeThere’s no-one to tell me what to do with my dayNo patients, no bosses that I must obeyI can happily rest or do what I chooseOr watch lots of telly even the newsI can goContinue reading “Now I’m retired… a poem”
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Day 1 – Retirement
Yesterday, I celebrated with the last of my friends and colleagues with a lovely curry at a local Indian restaurant. There was lots of laughter and banter during the evening, photos taken and memories shared. I felt really special that 20 people turned up to wish me well. They really are a great bunch. AsContinue reading “Day 1 – Retirement”
So this is it…
I woke up this morning and my first thought was that I will no longer be a Social Worker when this day is done. It will be a strange feeling when I leave at the end of the day, knowing that I will never walk into that building again as an employee and most ofContinue reading “So this is it…”
Inside I’m smiling!
I was walking along with my husband during the weekend one day and a woman was coming towards us. I hadn’t been paying much attention to her, when as she approached us, she said, ‘Such a grumpy face for such a lovely day. Cheer up!’ As I said to my husband, ‘maybe it’s just theContinue reading “Inside I’m smiling!”
Who am I?
As I am on the cusp of my retirement, I found this poem that I had written some time ago and it spoke to me. I thought I would share it with you. It is very much a reflection of the stage of life I find myself in. Having spent the last 20 years identifyingContinue reading “Who am I?”
A lot of water under the bridge…
Tomorrow is the end of my second to last week as a Social Worker. My job is winding down as I finish up and don’t take on any more work. Next week will be tidying up a few loose ends and then having my farewells with my teams, both on the ward and my fellowContinue reading “A lot of water under the bridge…”
The end is nigh…?
At the moment I seem to be surrounded by lots of endings and beginnings. The end of my Social Work career and the beginning of my retirement. The end of a decent income and the beginning of – if I am lucky – being on a benefit. The end of being part of a workContinue reading “The end is nigh…?”
Everything and everyone is getting old in our house…
Just when you think all is going smoothly – well relatively for those of us with a ‘Murphy’s Law’ or in our household ‘Ade and Sue’s Law’ – life throws a few curve balls that throw you out of kilter. Firstly, the appliances. Both our coffee machine and our toaster decided to stop working. TheContinue reading “Everything and everyone is getting old in our house…”
A poem about bowls
BowlingBowling some say is a game for the agedThe elders, retired, the no longer wagedBut I have been trying my hand at the gameAnd let me just tell you, it’s kind of a shameThat those who have said, haven’t given a goFor they would then get, what I now knowIt can be quite tiring toContinue reading “A poem about bowls”
A sense of community…
For many years now I have basically had my social supports and contacts from people I work with. Maybe one or two I have had the odd social contact out of work with, but mainly it is just social chat and people to share lunch with and we don’t seem to catch up outside ofContinue reading “A sense of community…”
My journey with Parkinsons 