The return of Mrs Ghost Writer . . . . . and the aliens

It turned out Mrs Ghost Writer was moved to another ward last night that was a bit odd, it appeared even the nurses that pushed her bed down to the ward said good luck as they left. It turned out that no one actually spoke to her when she arrived and in the little bay she was in there was a chap, an agency nurse? who just sat in the ward all night, he it turned out was the sort of minder of a 95 year old patient in the corner. The thing was she hated men and would swear at him very loudly and threaten to report him if he did not get her things and the like. But I think the fact he just sat in the middle of the bay all night in a chair eating packets of crisps sort of made it hard for the others to sleep, plus why would a 95 year little old lady need a minder.

Then in the morning Mrs Ghost Writer was told that Mr Ghost Writer had been contacted about picking her up, but he had not, so when he arrived at visiting time in the middle of the afternoon it turned out they had both been sitting about waiting for about three hours, when they could have gone home. Mrs Ghost Writer mentioned this to one of the staff who implied that it was not uncommon for the ward sister to tell folk she had contacted family members to pick patients up when she had not…..

Then later Mr Jones was complaining that while I was distracted by all this going on he had been talking with aliens that had landed behind us in the woods, but because I had not actually seen the alien spacecraft the police did not believe him.  As you know Mr Jones does believe that aliens need to see humans in the nude in order to understand what we are about. But by standing on our roof in the nude waving at the sky in full view of the road can attract the attention of the local police among others, so without a witness he got fined (again).