The Angels of Lovely Lane by Nadine Dorries

Author:Nadine Dorries [Dorries, Nadine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781784082215
Publisher: Head of Zeus

Chapter fourteen

‘Well, unless I’m mistaken, there’s not a lot of nursing can be done from there!’

Pammy almost jumped out of her skin as a ward domestic in the customary mustard brown wraparound apron came up behind her with a bucket on a low wheelie trolley and a mop smelling strongly of Lysol.

Pammy had been hovering outside the door of ward two, wondering what to do and where she should go. She had been told by Mrs Duffy to report promptly to the door of the sister’s office by eight forty-five, where she would be met by Sister Antrobus.

Branna had been given her instructions by Biddy. She was to watch Nurse Tanner like a hawk and report anything that appeared even slightly untoward. ‘And if you so much as hear the word “terminal” mentioned, you get on the phone and tell me.’

‘Terminus?’ said Branna. ‘And what would that mean?’

‘I have no idea,’ said Biddy, ‘but it isn’t good now so it isn’t and you must let me know straight away.’

Pammy had stood on tiptoe and peeped through the two circular viewing windows in the doors. The previous week, the entire intake had been taken on a full tour of the wards and departments. Sister Ryan had taken one group, Sister Haycock the other. Now that she was standing here alone, Pammy’s knees were almost knocking together in fear. She was about to face Sister Antrobus and all she wanted to do was run.

‘Oh, God, I’m sorry. It’s me first day,’ Pammy squeaked.

‘I know it is, love,’ said Branna. ‘I know who you are, too. I’ve been asked to keep an eye on ye. Now don’t ye worry, just remember I’m here if ye need me, but don’t go tellin’ anyone else I said that now, do ye hear me? They don’t like us and the nurses talking to each other, but we do it all the same. Mind, there’s some nurses think they are too high and mighty altogether to talk to the domestics.’ Branna whispered the last few words and winked at Pammy. Not trusting herself to speak, Pammy nodded. She had no idea what to say in response. How did Branna know who she was? Who had asked her to keep an eye out, and why?

‘If ye have a problem, ask any of the orderlies or the domestics to find Branna. You got that?’

‘I have, yes. Thanks, Branna, but what sort of problem might I have?’

‘Oh, nothing at all. Sure, there will be nothing to worry about at all, not a thing, no, nothing.’ It was as obvious to Pammy as the nose on Branna’s face that she was lying. ‘Now, when you go in through them doors, you see the first door on your left, that’s the sister’s office. They will all be in there, about to start report. Here, listen while I tell ye. See this door?’ Branna pushed a dark wooden door behind Pammy. ‘This is the ward cloakroom. Your uniforms will be delivered here and will be hanging on your peg each day.

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