WORKING LIFE

As a child I had a nurse outfit

With apron and all that

I took a convoluted route

To earn myself that hat

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This verse is a reflection

On my retirement day

To recall all the ways 

I’ve earned my daily pay

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Paper round at Trevettes

Friday’s never funny

On to woolworths on the till

As we moved to the new money

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I planned to continue to study

To major in IT

Sadly my exam results

Blew that dream for me

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At 17 we had to move

My Dad was made redundant

I really sought the chance to stay 

But my earnings weren’t abundant

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I’ve remained a proud north Londoner

Wherever I have been

Most clearly ever evidenced

through my passion in my team

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And so I moved and worked in tax

My knowledge now is very lax

I barely recall VAT

that career was not for me!

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I left the inland revenue

In search of some held dream

Kibbutz life suited very well

An idyll not quite seen!

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I nurtured avocado trees

Before they were a thing

Milked cows, picked fruit, arranged events

At which I didn’t sing

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I met a lot of people 

A mental health nurse, name of Jacques

Little did I know back then

That he put me on track

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Driven back to England

By the onset of a war

The magic bus adventure

-my European tour! 

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Part time jobs in nurseries 

’n’ selling supermarket booze

Before I landed in the career

I’d at last come down to choose

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Now I’m a mental health nurse

Health career had begun

Some of it quite challenging 

Most of it, quite good fun

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I’ve learnt that serendipity 

Is something to embrace

I never ever thought I would wor

with those of advanced age.

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The closing of asylums 

A time of angst and fear

When I look back on the move I made;

It defined my whole career.

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I worked in a small hospital

Where you could have a bed

Whether your need was physical or

A challenge in the head

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I much remember just one man

Who’d sadly had a stroke

He should have quick got better but

His mental health was broke

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This emphasised the mal-divide

‘Tween different schools of learning

I fixed my gaze on fixing this

Still something of a yearning!

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Why focus services and jobs 

On body or on mind

Surely it’s clear, we all are both

But that’s not what we find

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My mission was now set for me

Early adopter ACP

and later on a PhD

Through the eye of gerontology

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Mental health Liaison nurse

At first, just one of two

Making the case, doing the job

The working time just flew

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Amidst it all I found more luck

Supplied by Tony Blair

Consultant Nursing recognised 

Of course, I got in there!

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This opened lots of doors for me

Meeting good and great

Took part in National Strategies

And met my National mates

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NHS life’s not all easy 

So when I’d done my years

I took my first retirement 

It didn’t end in tears

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I held on to a little bit 

With what became HE

Little did I know back then

How far this would take me

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I dabbled in a lot of roles

And found a lot to learn

Not least that I could offer much

And dictate my own terms

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I’ve led investigations

Done shifts in some care homes

Private memory service

Many many new milestones

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All along I held my post

Worked on with HEE

Initially in Wessex 

and then in Thames Valley

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Consultant Practitioner Trainees

Supporting them to grow

Such a lucky privilege

To watch where they will go.

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I learnt about curricula

And making new workforce’s

Through work achieved with Ghana 

Developing new courses

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The new ACP pathways

Give hope that those behind

Can carve the career that they want 

In more of a straight line

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That is me, but before I go

Before I rest…. tomorrow

“Please take that risk, against the flow

And plough your unique furrow “

Published by gbg1954

Musings, in verse, about life past and present.

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