Easter egg hunt with a twist

The practice manager (who is younger than most of us) hid some chocolate eggs around the parts of the surgery that weren't being used at the time, and gave us each a cardboard sick bowl to collect a pile. The joint winners found nine each. I found, um, one. We shared them out afterwards. It's things like this that makes my surgery a fun place to work.

I'm beginning to catch up with some of my workload. Blip has been neglected. Tomorrow is the start of the Bank holiday weekend, and I'm off to West Wales.