Quote Originally Posted by Partsky View Post
These posts take me back. I worked in Walton Hospital between 1970 and 1982...

Hi Partsky,
What did you do there? I had a friend, Sheila, who was a medical secretary there in the early 70's.
Also played rugby with a few of the doctors - again early 70's. The doctors had their own bar in their accommodation block. Quite often ended up there after a game when the pubs shut. The main doctor I knew, John, had a brother who taught Spanish and his party trick was to do a strip fandango on the coffee table in the bar - usually about 2.00am.
We'd often join in and you'd end up with drunken idiots all over the place falling over while trying to dance and get their kecks off at the same time.
Eventually, people would fall asleep where they fell.



Around 6.00 or 7.00 the next morning a tea lady would come around with a trolley. Many's the time I've been shaken awake, lying there stark naked, with some old dear saying 'cup of tea, love?'.

You couldn't make this stuff up - nobody would believe it!