Friday, October 17, 2008

If the CD player wasn't broken I'd have been listening to Lou Reed.

Once or twice a year you get a perfect morning. Today was one such. The school run was taken by my better half. So I got to head for the surgery a half hour earlier than normal, and today that half hour was especially blessed.

The sun had climbed just high enough not to be dazzling as I headed east out of Borchester, bleaching a near cloudless sky to the faintest blue-white. This in turn was mirrored by the soft blanket of autumn mist that hugged the base of the Ambridge escarpment. Dew drops scattered the field like tiny diamonds, and climbing the escarpment the sunlight pierced the woods at just the right angle to halo the turning leaves in shimmering gold.

What made the ride in all the better was that, being that little bit earlier, I had the route pretty much all to myself right up to the outskirts of Ambridge itself, so that despite apparently dawdling along taking in the sights I was still in early enough to have had a hot steaming Java and a couple of Hob Nobs before returning to the fray.

May you all be so blessed this morning and every morning.

(Needless to say after such a promising start karma blessed me with a morning of Flu’ jabs and crusty toenails—but somehow the residual bonhomie refuses to quite go away).

9 comments:

madsadgirl said...

Well, you can't have everything, can you?

Doctor Jest said...

madsagirl-- very true, but if you try sometimes, you might get what you need. Or so I've heard.

ageing student said...

I left early this morning in brilliant sunshine too - unfortunately, the windscreen was covered in a sticky residue of some sort which only became apparent half a mile from from home, when I turned right into the direct sunlight and went instantly blind! By the time I had sorted it out enough to see I wasn't running early any more so didn't have time for my usual caffeine hit let alone any Hob Nobs. Some people just get life so jammy.

orchidea said...

Sound lovely, minus the crusty toe nails (how do toenails go crusty? My big ones fell off once, but it was my own fault). A perfect moment is entirely serendipitous; I've tried to recreate them, but it just isn't possible.

o xxx

ageing student said...

Re your reply to my comment on your post 'The N'Octor will see you now' regarding private health insurance, I have an update for you. In my area at least (and maybe coming soon to an area near you?) there is a new private GP night service whereby subscribers are guaranteed to speak to a doctor within 10 minutes and if a visit is necessary the same doctor you have spoken to will be at your home within 30 minutes and continue to care for you all night if needed, including supplying necessary medication and will report to your GP in the morning. All this for £30 month or £50 for couples. It is advertised as a supplement to the OOH service. I don't feel that I need this level of security at the moment, but it could be useful for people with some chronic conditions who don't need to go to A&E but would rather not take their chances with the N'octor on the OOH helpline.

Doctor Jest said...

a-s -- Eeeew! Sounds rather a horrid start to the day. Apparently there's been a bit of a trend locally for dissaffected yoof to "egg" cars they don't like. I pray that wasn't what happened to you. Disappointingly the weather is back to is familiar grey abd mizzly today.

A propos your later comment, did I read ir right, are you NHS OOH provider really offering a "two tier" top up service to subscribers, and if so, do your PCT know about this. I'd be fascinated to hear more if you feel able to divulge it-- not necesarily to all and sundry. If you can please use the "mailto" and send me the grizzly details.

orchidea-- some questions truly are best left unanswered-- trust me.... As you say serendipitous moments almost by their very nature must be savoured as they come and not "reinvented". More's the pity.

ageing student said...

I couldn't work out out how to email you (a bit of a dinosaur sometimes), but their web site is www.poolenightdoctor.com. If you just Google 'Poole Night Doctor' you can also see articles about the service from local papers etc. Apparently it's the first such service in the country.

Doctor Jest said...

a-s -- Thanks for that. I'm stunned. The homepage is vaguely reminiscent of a Mafia style protection racket, or if I were feeling more generous an 18th Century fire insurance scheme-- you know the sort, if your house or business has the Sun badge then the Sun fire service will come out and douse the flames for you, but if your neighbour doesn't and they are on fire you have to wait until it spreads before you can call them.

I'm sure the GPs offering this service see nothing wrong in it, and the subscribers stand to get a "better" OOH service, though it should be pointed out that any treatment they required would have to be offered on a private basis as well (rather like the "top up" cancer treatment argument). In the end hare brained schemes like this (and the politically driven privatization of the wider NHS) have killed the service in all but name. I'm sure the Poole Night Doctors think they are providing a much needed alternative to a failing OOH service and not merely looking for an opportunity to turn a quick buck, but I hope they are not also providing NHS services on the day after their night on call...

No I'm sure they wouldn't think of doing anything so stupid.....

Well, almost sure....

Anonymous said...

My mother has the Night Doctor service, I am a nurse and when I heard about it I signed her straight up.
I always find it funny how people always talk about this terrible two tier system. The NHS was set up as a two tier system!
As for a protection racket... well the AA aren't going to come out to you when you break down unless you're a member?
I used the NHS 24 three times last year for OOH and had very lengthy waits at treatment centers every time. We haven't called out the Poole Night Docs yet, but I'd rather be part of a club than not and regret it later. Everyone always wants everything when they're ill, but soon seem to forget once they're better. Perhaps I'm a sucker but at the end of the day I know I'll get a great service when I need it. I probably would have signed up for the Sun Fire Service for the peace of mind! Once you're burning it's a bit late to complain!
And in your response to the original thread here, your day sounds lovely - otis Redding would have been my choice for the CD though! :)