As I'm speaking I'm sitting in a dark room with two spotlights on me staring at some little red lights and trying not to drool or just sit there with my mouth wide open.
I really wish that I hadn't used the word 'sexy' in relation to trauma...
Also, can I just say that there is something about TV that makes my teeth look like they are arguing with one another, I'm sure they aren't that bad in real life.I was also in Sunday's Observer.
I was interviewed sitting in a park in Whitechapel, and while the text of the interview is online, only one of the photographs is there. Having my photograph taken by a splendid team made me feel like a rock star.
"Let's try to be charitable," says Reynolds, when I meet him in Whitechapel, where we sit in a park past which he drives on almost every shift (the Royal London Hospital is just down the road). "There are two worlds, really," he says. "There's the world that a lot of people are part of: the world that you are part of. And then there's the world of people who are isolated, socially and financially. How many crack houses have you been in? How many functioning alcoholics do you know? No, the two worlds don't overlap very much, do they?"
Only one small mistake in the article (understandable considering the noise of the park) and that is that Emergency Care Practitioners are the highest trained road staff.
I think that's all the promotion I'm doing at the moment. At least I can't see anything else in my calendar at the moment.
Now I'm working my normal job for pretty much the rest of my week - which makes me happy as it's something that I understand.
