Freudian Slip

So after 3 and a bit years it was a poignant departure from my current mental health team.

I was opening my leaving card and all my lovely presents and was delighted by all, especially the gluten free goodies. Until the consultant psychiatrist said “fatten the cow”. There was silence and then uproar of laughter. This was made slightly worse by him then sending an e mail to the whole team (as some hadn’t been there) of “I meant to say fatten the calf”. It’s far to late Allen. The deed is done. But I’ll take it in good humour. The diet starts tomorrow …

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