Congratulations to Kate, who was on the same training course as me, for being featured in the Independant on Sunday about what she is doing on Christmas day, and what she will be eating. (Crisps, sandwiches and a bit of fruit for those that are interested). She mentions that her Christmas dinner will be warmed up in the microwave.
Sad bit though is that she won't see her young children until much later in the day.
We get little thanks for our job, so I hereby command you, my little cult of adoring readers, to find your local ambulance station and take them something nice to eat. Packets of crisps are nice, as are boxes of chocolates. Nibbly things are good too, as they can sit on a table and be snacked on should we ever get back to station. I'm sure lots of people like mince pies.
Do the same for the Police as well.
I wouldn't worry about the Fire service though – they have lovely big kitchens and nothing to do all day…
Go forth, and spread joy to those poor bastard ambulance/police people working on Christmas.
Disclaimer: I'm working Christmas day. But I always do, not having kids and being a Godless Heathen.