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Apr. 12th, 2010 09:48 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alt_poppyI may, perhaps, have underestimated the magnitude of what's happening in the Ravenclaw dormitories.
Before the night ended, I had seven cases of night terrors; eleven of psychosomatic itching; one child who'd been wickedly pinched by a beetle (never mind that he confessed he'd been trying to prise its shell apart); and nine students suffering from bed bug bites, two of whom proved strongly allergic.
Of course, one cannot merely admit them and put them to bed here on the ward. That would invite the bed bugs (and other things, perhaps) to find a new home here. So I supervised twenty-eight disinfecting showers and then closely inspected all twenty-eight of them. Children have a tendency to miss spots, even when they've been carefully instructed, so there were several repeat trips under the spray. Today's tasks will include mixing more superiour-cleansing scrub and brewing another large batch of deverminating shampoo. I suppose, if I am wise, I will also brew a quantity of delousing shampoo. Just in case.
I spoke with Professor Brutka and Mr Dawlish this morning at breakfast, suggesting that their assistance might be needed to address whatever is happening in the Ravenclaw tower. I should like to avoid another night like this one if at all possible.
Before the night ended, I had seven cases of night terrors; eleven of psychosomatic itching; one child who'd been wickedly pinched by a beetle (never mind that he confessed he'd been trying to prise its shell apart); and nine students suffering from bed bug bites, two of whom proved strongly allergic.
Of course, one cannot merely admit them and put them to bed here on the ward. That would invite the bed bugs (and other things, perhaps) to find a new home here. So I supervised twenty-eight disinfecting showers and then closely inspected all twenty-eight of them. Children have a tendency to miss spots, even when they've been carefully instructed, so there were several repeat trips under the spray. Today's tasks will include mixing more superiour-cleansing scrub and brewing another large batch of deverminating shampoo. I suppose, if I am wise, I will also brew a quantity of delousing shampoo. Just in case.
I spoke with Professor Brutka and Mr Dawlish this morning at breakfast, suggesting that their assistance might be needed to address whatever is happening in the Ravenclaw tower. I should like to avoid another night like this one if at all possible.
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Date: 2010-04-13 03:42 am (UTC)I'll never forgive James. Never.
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Date: 2010-04-13 03:55 am (UTC)It's a pity you're limited to singing in the shower, when you think no-one else can hear.
Who'd have thought that you of all people would have stage fright?
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Date: 2010-04-13 04:03 am (UTC)It's ... It sounds a dodge, but it's my mother's fault, actually.
Which is probably all anyone needs or wants to hear on that subject!
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Date: 2010-04-13 04:08 am (UTC)Frank can't sing worth salt, you know. He just sort of says the words in a rumbly sort of way, and shifts around his voice a little every now and again for emphasis. It's rather sweet when he tries to sing the children to sleep -- they give him the oddest looks. Except for Melania. She's out like a light the moment he starts in on it. She must be used to it after the week they had to spend together in isolation.
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Date: 2010-04-13 04:13 am (UTC)He didn't complain, at least not usually. But then he wasn't necessarily a discerning audience.
Out here there's a horrifying invention I've seen once or twice. I only hope it doesn't catch on. It's called a karaoke machine and it makes the most ghastly singers in the world think they can bloody well stand up there and torture cats to the tunes - or I should say, the background music - of popular songs.
It's atrocious. Listening to some of these blokes I can understand why Mother was dead set against me doing any kind of public singing.