Infection Control

A while ago now I was having the joy of writing a health and safety manual. This is long finished so I've got to do it all over again with Infection Control. The trouble is that you are expected to cover all kinds of things that you just don't think about usually, and quite honestly don't want to think about - after all how likely is an outbreak of Ebola in the environs of Romford, cheery thought that it is - picture if you can the market full of contaminated chavs haemorrhaging to death all over their costly designer trackkies. Brings a wistful smile to my face anyway. Sick puppy that I am.
The trouble is of course that if you don't have a policy for being overrun with rats and having to call in the local pied piper, for example, the powers that be assume that you don't give a damn about anything else and therefore go through everything with the proverbial fine tooth comb until they can find things that they can really get their teeth into.
Well anyway it's good for the diet, spending most of the day reading about food poisoning tends to curb your enthusiasm for eating....
That's enough for now I'm just off to autoclave my dinner.

p.s. Don't forget the birthday!