It's been very quiet on the response front, but as I couldn't find my own Blog via the search engine, how could anyone else?

So I've renamed it to find out if I've been playing hard to get or there's just no interest out there.

Some crews get lots of trauma, they cannot seem to avoid it. Often they come across challenging situations on the way to work, or volunteers from the general public collapse in front of them in the aisle of a supermarket when they are doing their weekly shop. They even get knocks on their door in the middle of the night from worried mums clutching their sick babies.

Not me. And I don't get a lot of trauma either - but like proverbial London Buses, after a long wait they are now all coming at the same time. Serious trauma can result in having to write a Coroners Statement: it's a bit like a police statement, and I'm now knee deep in legal paperwork. They are a bind (you are expected to write them on shift which can result in repetition or if very busy, nothing at all) but they do make you think back and remember every single detail of an event.

I'm hoping that this change of luck does not mean that mums will start queuing outside my door at night with their snotty sickly offspring - I get enough of that with my own kids . . . and they're over 20!