That morning I walked back up the hill smiling foolishly over one of the large boxes of chocolates presented by his parents to all his nurses. Vee greeted the chocolates with unsurprised pleasure. ‘Mummy’s sick gentlemen always give us sweeties,’ she informed John, who was down to help with the domestic crisis. ‘Mummy’s sick ladies sometimes give us flowers and me toys, but the sick gentlemen just always give us sweeties. Please can I have one?’
John reminded her she had yet to have breakfast. ‘Don’t worry, Uncle. I can eat sweeties and breakfast. I can eat everything.’
This was true. One of the advantages of a lack of parental ability to afford food fads was the way these had no chance to develop in their children.
I was too tired and pleased about the boy to remember my usual ‘Any post?’ until the afternoon.
Vee ambled off to collect from mother’s bedroom the letter that had come for me in the first post. She returned with it inside the box of chocolates. John told her she should have been born a few centuries earlier. ‘Vee, honey, you could’ve given the Danes tips on Danegeld.’ He noticed my agent’s name on the envelope I had opened. ‘More news of Vol. 1?’
I shook my head and in speechless wonder handed him the letter. Good Housekeeping, not the magazine I had in mind when writing my first short story, had bought it for 25 guineas.
It was my last night before nights’ off. Previously I had decided to reach a decision about our future after tomorrow night’s sleep. For two years Mother had willingly baby-watched on my working nights, she loved London, and it had already been decided she should move in, if only temporarily, with Betty and John. Walking down the hill that night my mind made itself up. I asked the private floor day Sister to stand-in for me for an extra fifteen minutes and the Matron for an immediate interview. I showed Matron (and later the Night Superintendent, Night Sister, and half the night staff) my agent’s letter, and asked to be released from my job at the end of October.
No nurse could have had a more sympathetic and helpful Matron. ‘Will you be able to sell more stories to magazines?’
‘What I can do once, I can do again, Matron. Even if this is only beginner’s luck, presumably I can learn how to write for magazines much as I learnt how to nurse.’
‘That sounds logical.’ She smiled. ‘I rather think this time we will lose you.’ She made some calculations. ‘With your nights off, your last night on duty will be 29th October. But don’t forget. If you ever want to return to nursing, come and see me. Where will you be living when you leave us? London?’
‘That I’ve not settled, Matron. May I let you know?’
‘Of course. And, congratulations, Staff Nurse and – very good luck!’
Next morning I rang the number of a sixteenth-century house in Smallhythe, Kent. ‘Ann, when you and the Doc left St Leonards you both said if ever I was really in a spot to let you know. I’m in one now.’ I explained briefly, then added, ‘With the Good Housekeeping money and what I’ll have over from next month’s pay, I should have thirty-five quid. I’ve got to rewrite The Print Petticoat before I send it up. That’ll take about two months if I’m not working.’
Ann, as her father, never wasted words in essential moments. ‘You and Vee must stay with us whilst you rewrite it.’
‘Ann, God bless you, but shouldn’t you talk to the Doc about this first? Or rather, I think I should, and as he can’t hear me over the ’phone, could Vee and I come out for the day some time in the next four weeks?’
‘Aren’t you on nights off?’
‘Yes.’
‘Then what’, demanded Ann, ‘are you both doing tomorrow?’
Glossary
ack-ack
anti-aircraft gun/fire
AIF
Australian Imperial Force
A.P.C.s
Aspirin, Phenacetin, Caffeine tablets
A.R.P.
Air Raid Precautions
A.R.R.C.
Award of the Royal Red Cross
ATS
Auxiliary Territorial Service
BBC
British Broadcasting Corporation
BEF
British Expeditionary Force
BRCS
British Red Cross Society
C.M.B.
Central Midwives Board
Cpl
Corporal
C.P.O.
Chief Petty Officer
civvy street
civilian life
D.F.C.
Distinguished Flying Cross
D.I.L.
Dangerously Ill List
EMS
Emergency Medical Service(s)
ETC
Eastern Telegraph Company
F.R.C.S.
Fellow of the Royal College of Surgeons
Gnr
Gunner
G.O.C.
General Officer in Command
G.P.
General Practitioner
H.M.S.
His Majesty’s Ship
Ike
General Dwight D. Eisenhower
I.T.M.A.
It‘s That Man Again (BBC radio programme)
K.R.R.s
King’s Rules and Regulations
M. and B.
May and Baker (tablets)
M.O.
Medical Officer
M.O.Q.
Married Officers Quarters
multip.
Multipara (More than one pregnancy)
N.
Nurse
N.C.O.
Non-Commissioned Officer
non-coms
non-combatants
N.D.K.
No Diagnosis Known
N.Y.D.
Not Yet Diagnosed
O.B.E.
Order of the British Empire
O.R.s
Other Ranks
P.A.D.
Passive Air Defence
P & O
Penninsular and Oriental (Steamship Co.)
pro
probationer (student) nurse
Pte
Private
P.T.S.
Preliminary Training-School
QAs
Queen Alexandra’s Imperial Military Nursing Service
Q-ship
Armed British merchant ship in First World War; camouflaged as unarmed until attacked
RAMC
Royal Army Medical Corps
R.A.P.
Resident Assistant Physician
R.A.S.
Resident Assistant Surgeon
RASC
Royal Army Service Corps
RN
Royal Navy
RNR
Royal Navy Reserve
RNVR
Royal Naval Volunteer Reserve
R.S.M.
Regimental Sergeant-Major
R.T.O.
Railway Transport Officer
S.C.M.
State Certified Midwife
Sgt
Sergeant
S.I.L.
Seriously Ill List
S.R.N.
State Registered Nurse
STH
St. Thomas’s Hospital, London SE1
STs
Sanitary Towels
Tpr
Trooper
u/s
Unserviceable
V1
Vergeltungswaffe Eins (Revenge Weapon No. 1)
V2
Vergeltungswaffe Zwei (Revenge Weapon No. 2)
VAD
Voluntary Aid Detachment
V.E.
Victory in Europe
V.J.
Victory in Japan
WAAF
Women’s Auxiliary Air Force
WRNS
Women’s Royal Naval Service
WVS
Women’s Voluntary Service(s)
The debris of St. Thomas’s Hospital, London, the morning after receiving a direct hit during the Blitz, in front of the Houses of P
arliament and Big Ben.
A patient surveys the damage to St. Thomas’s Hospital after an air raid.
A little boy with a black eye sitting up in his hospital bed at St. Thomas’s and sucking his thumb.
One of the women’s wards evacuated from St. Thomas’s at a temporary hospital near Godalming, Surrey, in 1941.
27th June 1945: Patients on the terrace of St. Thomas’s Hospital have a fine view of Big Ben and the Houses of Parliament across the river.
V.E. Day.
About the Author
Lucilla Andrews was born in Suez, the daughter of an English father and a Spanish mother. She went to school in England and wrote her first (unpublished) novel at the age of eleven. During the Second World War she trained as a nurse at St Thomas’s Hospital in London.
Lucilla Andrews later became one of Britain’s leading romantic novelists, and many of her books draw upon her own experiences of her medical background. Lucilla Andrews lived in Edinburgh during the later part of her life, and she died there in 2006, aged 86. No Time For Romance is her vivid real-life account of her wartime nursing experiences.
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Picture acknowledgements The photos come from the original paperback edition of No Time For Romance except for the following: Flying bombs [by radio from Stockholm and HU 6326] and damage to St Thomas’s, 1940, [Albert Ward 70378, view through doorway 85054]: all Imperial War Museum; view of damage and Big Ben, 9 September 1940: Getty Images. St Thomas’s hospital interiors: all Imperial War Museum; little boy in hospital, 1940: Getty Images. Temporary St Thomas’s, Godalming and St Thomas's terrace: both Getty Images; VE Day celebrations: both © Hulton-Deutsch Collection/Corbis.
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