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Monday, 9 April 2012

Like a bridge over troubled water...

This week has been one of many firsts.

  • I was offered a job as part of the adjudication team for the NMC (Nursing and Midwifery Council).

  • I travelled to Camden solo using the underground.

  • I found a flat and consequently moved in.

  • I went to my dream show- wait for it- WICKED.

All in all, this week has been nerve racking, exhilarating and intense. However here I am, sitting in bed with a cup of tea, thinking about what I have achieved in the last seven days.

The highlight for me was receiving a phone call on Monday after going for an interview at the NMC and being told that I had secured a position as a panel secretary. Not only does this mean that I will have a steady income (and a good one at that) but I am also being given the chance to work as part of a panel in a job that I am truly passionate and excited about. The three days that I have spent in medical misconduct hearings have been insightful and sometimes I can't believe that I am actually getting paid to sit there and listen to the numerous cases and matters being tried. I feel as though I have had more of a legal education in the three days that I have worked at the NMC than what my my five year Law degree taught me. Enough about that though. I just wanted to share how much I am enjoying my work and how excited I am to be given a job that I truly find challenging.

Moving on.

One thing I really love about London is just how big and dynamic the city is. For instance, each suburb (whether it be in the North, South, East or West) is totally different to the suburb before and truly has its own individual identity.

Last weekend, I was able to  spend a few days in Camden after being introduced to the 'trendy' spot by a friend. I loved it so much that I insisted that Sarah join me in visiting Camden to attend their weekly Sunday market. It still blows my mind that every weekend when I visit or explore a new London location, there are millions of people flocking the street. The crowds in London are ever present and you really have to be quite firm and aggressive if you want to get around. Apparently it is not rude to barge over here, it is simply the London way.

After spending a few hours in Camden, Sarah and I made the train journey back home but not before stopping in Clapham for a pot of tea and a Sunday reflection session. I think I've said it before, but Sundays are fast becoming my favourite day of the week.

Now, I'm not sure if you are aware of this, but for the last four years, I have been harbouring a deep dark secret. You know what I'm talking about. One word. WICKED. A few years ago, I stumbled across the book of WICKED and was instantly encapsulated by the enchanting storyline (if you haven't read it, you should). Ever since I read the book, I have been obsessed determined to go to the show and experience it in real life. On 4 April 2012, that dream become a reality. I got to go to WICKED for only twenty-five pounds and my goodness, it was worth every single pound. One thing I love about London is the accessibility of shows being played in the West End and I am really looking forward to going to more!

Super excited!

As I mentioned at the beginning of this blog, this week has had a lot of 'firsts'. One of the more major ones would be that I have moved in to a new flat in London. It is warm, cosy and already I feel at home. I am excited to finally have my own space (it has been over a month) and I have now graduated from sleeping on the floor in to my own bed. Sleep is such a treat now. It feels really good to have a flat sorted so as I can get myself settled in to my new life. For now, I feel peaceful and satisfied that I have ticked off all the major London boxes and I can finally take a bit of a breather until the next obstacle arises.

Moving day!

I hope you are all well back in New Zealand or wherever you are. I do often wonder what I would be doing if I still lived in Auckland and how dramatically my life has changed. It certainly makes food for thought.

Until next time.....


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