Monday, 4 July 2011


A few weeks ago, for an entire twelve-hour night shift, my accent turned from being generally-screwed-up-due-to-moving-house-too-many-times to generally-screwed-up-with-a-terrible-Aussie-twang. 

I blame this guy - an Australian paramedic with a taste for worldwide EMS experiences. 

You can read part one his account of the night shift here. There's even a clue as to my real identity, with a partially disguised photo. 

According to MrsInsomniac, my accent has yet to recover...

(Part II is now up too!)

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