Earlier this year international physicists and philosophers gathered at the American Museum of Natural History in New York to debate the theory that life is in fact a computer simulation.
A report from The Cavell Nurses Trust earlier this month offered up some pretty astonishing insights into modern nursing life
When I was six years old I was one of a number of children in my class who contributed to an assembly about the ancient Greek literature Aesop’s Fables
Do you remember when you were a kid and your mum ordered you to eat your dinner, and your default response was, “I don’t want my dinner, because it’s a potato with mince near it, and looks like an iceberg surrounded by a sewage leak.” And your mum would shout, “Eat your dinner!” Then you’d say, “I’m not eating it! Give it to the cat!” Then she’d point out you didn’t have a cat and you’d say, “I’m not surprised if you want to feed it this.”
To recap, we will no longer be in the EU and although we don’t really know what that means, we can’t stop talking about it.
A long time ago I wrote about our need for a giant annual nursing party.
So, nursing associates (NAs) – an inevitable response to evergrowing staffi ng crisis?
In recent months I have started commuting again. I may have done it for a bet.
These are difficult times for the NHS.
You turn your back for a few weeks and someone steals your health service and replaces it with an unwieldly street market full of rejects from The Apprentice, bartering with each other to see who can win a contract to run cancer care services for £149.99 plus expenses.