When I first began doing voluntary work for Mind I was soon aware how much fun was had in the office and how often you would hear laughter around the building. When you are dealing with some very troubled ‘service users’ you could easily let the atmosphere darken, so I quickly recognised and accepted the need to keep things as fun as possible. I have also noticed the same raised level of humour in my Dad’s care home which…
I have matured a little over the years but every now and again still can’t resist being a little naughty in how far I stretch my sense of fun. I had completely forgotten at a Christmas party this year convincing a fellow party-goer that I was a sex therapist as opposed to conducting my therapy in mental health. Guess who was my nurse last week when I visited a local private hospital for a ‘pre-op’ ahead of my hernia operation???…
Sometimes in life things happen for a reason and this certainly appeared to be the case last Thursday morning. The day had arrived for me to ‘tell my story’ to over 40 employers at a conference in Cambridge and understandably I was feeling a little anxious. To calm the nerves, I had met up with Tracy Wilkinson the inspiration behind the event for an early morning coffee. We agreed to go in one car and were heading along the…