#clapfornhs

[msaprilsky]

Watch "Just Keep Clapping" on YouTube

[ai-yo]

This was making the rounds on twitter again because as you know right wing papers are intent on turning Boris Johnson into a hero.

Fuck the Tories. Another day and another 900+ deaths. Fuck Boris Johnson

#covid 19 #boris johnson #uk politics #Nhs #clapforcarers #clapfornhs #Tories out

[lego-loki]

Tonight at 8pm #ClapForOurCarers ! Clap for Doctors, Nurses, health & social care workers! Clap for retail workers & delivery drivers! Clap for our emergency services, cleaners, education, postal, and utility workers! Clap for volunteers and everyone keeping us safe! #ClapforNHS

#LEGO #LEGO LOKI #clapforourcarers #ClapForNHS #Loki

[dclsbaby]

Eric Dier claps for the NHS. #ThankYouNHS 💙

#eric dier #ThankYouNHS #stayathome #tottenham hotspur #💓💓💓 #clapforNHS #clapforourcarers

[wherepoetswentodie]

Just saw a video of Boris Johnson clapping the NHS and like.........I want to fight someone

#uk politics #clapforourcarers #clapfornhs #boris johnson

[inannawords]

#clapfornhs #fuck boris #bojo the clown #nhsheroes #savethenhs #no one likes a tory

[princegeorgeofwales]

The footage of George, Charlotte and Louis was shot by the Duke of Cambridge earlier today #clapforNHS #ClapForCarers

-  Rebecca English

#Prince George #Princess Charlotte #Prince Louis #2020 #March 2020 #ClapForNHS

[theamazingsaraman]

Yesterday was tough for me, today was better. Everyone give yourselves a pat on the back, you’re doing a great job 💙

#illustration #digital illustration #blue hair #isolation #coronavirus #thank you #uk nhs #baby yoda #mental health #bpd #actually bpd #psychotherapy #west end theatre #diabetes #clapfornhs #retail #self care

[oreopata]

I just heard my entire street and more clapping outside. Ashamed to say I’d lost track of time, so I wasn't able to get out on he doorstep in time. But I opened my window and stuck my arms right out to cheer and applaud. Our NHS is struggling and I just hope beyond hope more people will do their bit to help ease this. I hope they can get through this and get the rest and reward they deserve when this nightmare is over. Especially as we could peak within a fortnight. I’m scared and upset, but apart from one last shop, I hope I can stay home until my birthday on the 26th. Those heroes working in the NHS, out on deliveries, behind the counters, saving all of us. The applause is one thing, but it’s not enough. We need to play our part and take this seriously if we hope to save lives and help them save lives.

#clapforNHS #clap for NHS #clapforourcarers #clap for our carers #clapfortheNHS #clap for the NHS #StayHomeSaveLives #Stay Home Save Lives #UK #Britain #England #UK lockdown #lockdown #vent

[angelholme]

May, Myself and I - Year 2(020)

Day 8 - Jekyll & Hyde

Today we (Great Britain and Northern Ireland) are supposedly celebrating the 75th anniversary of the end of the War in Europe. 

There was apparently a speech by The Queen, and I suspect had things been different, there would have been parades and parties and massive celebrations up and down the country. 

Because I suspect that the bank holiday that we have was planned last October or last September and at the time it probably seemed like a good idea.

However now - several months later - having a day to celebrate the end of the war and to embrace that “end of the war spirit” while the entire country is locked down to avoid spreading a plague like virus....... not so much. In fact it’s a pretty bad idea.

But that isn’t the topic of today’s post. 

It seems like an eternity ago, but I am pretty sure it can only have been two months or so, there was an announcement on social media that “this Thursday” it would be nice if we would come out to our doorsteps and clap for the NHS, to show our appreciation for all they are doing during this difficult time. 

I had no qualms, because - innocent fool that I was - I kind of assumed it would be a one time thing. That it was a single display of love for the NHS while they were doing this excellent work in terrible circumstances. 

Except it wasn’t. It became a weekly thing. It became a thing that “you should do”. It became something that the government encouraged, whether they said so or not - you can tell that because King Boris himself stood on the steps of Number 10 (at least until he apparently succumbed to the plague himself) and “lead the nation in a grand show of unity” to thank the NHS for their work. 

I haven’t stood on my steps since that first Thursday, because I think that the NHS need a lot more than applause. I think they need money from the government - a LOT of money from the government. I think they need Personal Protective Equipment, money and a pay rise for everyone who is working in the NHS. 

I think that while they might value our applause, they would value their lives, and the ability to do their jobs without dying far, far more. 

And since I haven’t stood on my steps since that first Thursday, I have noticed I am getting one or two "looks” from my neighbours. No one has said anything - that isn’t the British way after all - but one or two of them have definitely been giving me....... looks.

Because something that wasn’t even conceived of two months ago is apparently now so integral to British society that if you aren’t a part of it, you might as well be a traitor so said society. You might as well throw yourself in the river with two tonne weights tied to your legs. 

(Now - if anyone thinks that I don’t appreciate the NHS and everything it does, you can come and discuss it with me after my tedTalk)

And there are other things that this applies to - so many other things. Things that look innocent when you are on the inside but when you take one step outside (for whatever reason that might be) you realise they have become kind of sinister. 

The last time I wore a poppy was when I was.... 14 years old. I haven’t worn one since then because in my 14th year I was berated by a teacher for wearing it on the 11th of November - three days after Remembrance Sunday. 

Since apparently wearing a poppy was so controversial - even for a child - I decided that it would be better for my life, and my future prospects to never wear one again. 

And for the next few years it didn’t seem all that problematic. No one really seemed to care all that much. 

But more recently - the last ten, fifteen years - if you don’t wear a poppy there are some people (not everyone, but quite a lot) who seem to think you are declaring allegiance to Al-Qaeda and ISIS and every other terrorist on earth. 

If you don’t wear a poppy, you clearly don’t support the troops. And if you don’t support the troops, you clearly don’t love your country. And if you don’t love your country, you clearly love some other country. And if you love some other country then what the hell are you doing living in Britain and claiming to be British?

It is - in their mind - a simple progression, and it all starts with not wearing a plastic flower on your chest for two weeks out of the year. 

They don’t ask why you don’t wear it. They don’t ask if you’ve donated to the appeal. They don’t ask if you actually respect or support the troops - no, they just leap to the conclusion because of a quick five second observation they make in passing. 

Wearing a poppy - something that should by its very definition should be voluntary - has become a quasi-mandatory ritual that everyone must participate in, otherwise they are an outcast to be frowned upon and shunned. 

Then we have other less....... regular events that still cause the same effect. 

Twenty three years ago, more or less, a car crashes in a Paris tunnel, and the entire country goes mental. 

“Instead of government we had a stage Instead of ideas, a prima donna's rage Instead of help we were given a crowd She didn't say much, but she said it loud

Sing you fools, but you got it wrong Enjoy your prayers because you haven't got long Your queen is dead, your king is through She's not coming back to you”

It won’t come as much of a surprise, but I was not a fan of The People’s Princess even before she became The People’s Princess. And after her death? The faux mourning? The pretence that we had lost an angel? I am very good at pretence, and very good at lying when necessary, but even I couldn’t fake it that much. 

However given the entirety of the country was “falling all over itself to get all of the misery right” expressing such a point of view was not something to be done.

Raising a voice, speaking out of turn, suggesting that far from being the paragon of virtue and wonder that everyone said she was, she was in fact no better than she should have been was not done. If you dared to suggest that you would be whipped naked through the town the strung up from the nearest lamppost (metaphorically speaking). 

We say we live in a world of free speech. We say we live in a world of freedom. We say in this country you are free to speak your mind and say what you think. 

And you are. The law is clearly on your side - there is no doubt about that.

But there is a darker, far more insidious form of censorship that goes on - and goes on regularly. 

Don’t want to clap for the NHS? Society will frown on you, and it will punish you. 

Don’t want to wear a poppy? Society will frown on you, and it will punish you. 

Don’t want to celebrate 75 years since the end of the war? Society will frown on you, and it will punish you.

Don’t want to commemorate the life of a wonderful woman? Society will frown on you, and it will punish you.

Don’t want to celebrate the birth of a new baby born to the son of the same wonderful woman? Society will frown on you and it will punish you.

All these things start off as something wonderful - like a scientist of high standing and good stature who is doing research into the human condition - but eventually become something dark, twisted and eventually something very bad - like the monster who goes out late at night killing, maiming and doing other evil deeds.

#2020-05-08 19:34 #may myself and i #year 2(020) #day 84 #jekyll and hyde #ve day 75 #ve day #victory in europe #poppy #remembrance day #diana #princess diana #clapfornhs

[freckleslikestars]

The Summer the Thunders Came

It wasn’t summer; I’ll preface this with that. It felt like it, certainly, a March heatwave merging into April, folding into May, the concept of time all but forgotten. It wasn’t summer.

We started too late; I’ll say that. Nobody will admit it, though; in years to come they will say       the government did everything they could. They always do.

It was always the same day: same time. I’ll remember Thursday evenings for this; a nationwide crackle, breaking the silence, starting at one house until the whole country was alive for the first time in weeks, months. A sound like desert rain.

8pm meant a pause; no games, no shows, no dinner. We’d gotten good, by then, at occupying ourselves, young and old alike, at keeping in contact, family and friends apart, messages Zooming through the air, invisible and so very vital. But 8pm meant a pause.

We are the lucky ones, they tell us. We do not martyr ourselves on a daily basis, we save lives by staying home, essentials only, an hour to walk; run; cycle. They tell us we are lucky.

I am not ungrateful, but it’s hard. I remind myself daily that I am alive, I am not alone in the world or in my house, I am going to survive this, even if I don’t want to. I don’t really want to.

I have forgotten what it is like outside, in the real world. Not literally, you understand; I go out daily for an hour to see the trees But I forget what is good and what is bad, I cannot remember how to talk to people. I’ve forgotten my mask.

You don’t realise how much you take a hug for granted until you can’t have one. Hugs, you see, are specific to people; some people give you big bear hugs, make you feel warm, some people squeeze all the bad away, and you need your eight-a-day. I just want a hug.

Despite everything, there is a rush to get back. Back to normal, or whatever normal even is anymore, back to school, back to work, back to 9-5 and drinks down the pub, even though the world is not ready for that. But the economy demands it.

It’s a strange world we live in. You would think, given everything, that we would listen to the scientists, the doctors, not someone with a 2:1 in Classics, who once got stuck on a zipline. It’s a strange world we live in.

I think of the children a lot. Teddybears and rainbows in windows, chalk obstacle courses and messages on the pavements, school at home, Mum and Dad teaching mathematics and diction. The new norm.

It wasn’t summer; I’ll preface this with that. Not when it started, anyway, but the thunder came weekly, cracking the dry silence of a country in mourning for a social life and people we don’t know.   It wasn’t summer.

#I wrote a thing #about these things #I think you call them feelings? #I don't know #I don't have them very often #but uh yeah #it was inspired by the #clapforourcarers #clapfornhs #applause thing we do every week #its shit #but everythings a bit shit at the moment #Also #it jumps around a bit #because thats kind of how I feel #I am sat here analysing my own poetry #I think i have a problem #2020 #covid19 #lockdown #2020 lockdown #nhs

[hd-learns-korean]

Clap for our Carers 👏

I know I wrote a post about this before but I still cannot believe how amazing it is to see people showing support and gratitude to the nations care providers, front line workers and all those who continue to risk their own safety in order to help others.

I think this is the 6th or 7th week that the majority of the people in England have stood on their doorstep, on their balcony or at their window and clapped their hands like crazy in order to say thank you. 

These times are surreal and I keep thinking that one day I’ll wake up and this will all have been one long nightmare. I wonder (Probably because I have too much time on my hands atm) will this be something we will teach our children and our children’s children about. How even though we were apart for a moment in time it was to ensure that one day we would be able to stay together? 

Will this be an event in world history that students will have to write a 500 word essay about? How when people could not say thank you with a hug or even pop round to their mates house for a cuppa they instead said thank you by standing at their window at the same time each week and applauded with the rest of their street, city and country. I think there is just something so heartwarming when you see everyone stood with their pots and pans, children with whistles (one musical family even had a kazoo!) or just clapping their hands. It’s easy to get caught up in the dark parts of what is happening globally  but I think it’s important to remember the light side of this situation too. How people still remember to care, how people still remember to say thank you. 

My mum put it into perspective today how strange the times are. She said when else would it be acceptable to say to your children ‘right i’m off upstairs to clap out of the window for 5 minutes’ and not receive looks like they’ve slightly lost it!

I hope in years to come, people remember this simple act of kindness. Even though it is just standing at your doorstep clapping your hands for a few minutes you never know who needs to hear that. 

Thank you to our carers, to the doctors, nurses, care staff, front line workers, council workers, cleaners, food delivery drivers, shop workers, pharmacists, bus & train drivers, journalists,  news reporters , and all those who keep going every day to keep us afloat in this sea of panic. Keep going! You are very much appreciated!  👏❤

(Note: gif not my own creation i just searched for it on tumblr!) 

#clapforcarers #clapfornhs #clapforourcarers #clapforkeyworkers #clap for carers #clap for cleaners #clap for delivery drivers #thank you

[storiesthatthestarstell]

30 Day Writing Challenge

Day 27 - Conversly, write about something that’s kicking ass right now.

This is pretty obvious. Everyone is talking about how much they’re doing at the moment. 

Health care workers. Nurses. Doctors. They’re SO kicking ass right now. 

Every country should be glad to have people that are so dedicated to saving other peoples lives, while putting their owns in danger. They’re working their butts off just to help others and I think that kind of selflessness is remarkable. I’ve had a six week internship at the hospital in ninth grade and to be honest, it wasn’t fun. There were mostly old people, being in pain or being bored. Many people had ugly wounds or bruises and were very sad. There was this one young woman, who was in a motorcycle crash. She was in coma for two of the six weeks I was here and when she woke up, she couldn’t even eat on her own. She couldn’t wipe her butt on her own. (This is the third time I’m referring to this bodypart now.)

I don’t wish that to happen to anyone. But it was austounding, how little the nurses minded. Yeah, some of them were really rude, but even those did their jobs. Cared for the people without getting anything back. Cause mostly the patients weren’t really nice either. 

But right now the world depends on them. They’re working hours of hours, days and night to make life for people a bit better. I’ve seen all those pictures of italian nurses and doctors who have bruises on their faces from wearing their masks and it just makes me happy, that there are still people out there who don’t only think about themselves. Or the economy. Or wether or not football stadiums should open up again. (!!!!!???)

And then there are those ignorant people who make work for the health workers so much harder. 

Politicans, that don’t vote for pay raises or additional subsidy.

Conspiracy theorists that claim the virus is made in a lab by some politicans and not dangerous at all. 

(Mostly american) people who demonstrate against the violation of their rights cause by the social distancing rules and event bans. (If you’re one of those and reading this, go fuck yourself.) 

All the stupid people that still meet up in groups, throw parties and don’t wear masks. That visit their grandparents.

Every single one of those hundreds of people that met this week in the centre of London to clap for NHS. Where not even half of them were wearing masks and all of them were standing pressed together like sardines. 

The Health Workers don’t need you to clap for them every night. They need you to help them get fair wages. They need you to stay the fuck home. 

#30 day writing challenge #writingpromps #writing #rant #quarantine #nhs #nhs workers #thank you nhs #nurse #doctor #fair wages #stayathome #staythefuckhome #dont clap #conspiracy #wear your masks #clapfornhs #or #just #dont #and #stay #home

[thebritishmonarchycouk]

Reposted from @kensingtonroyal To all the doctors, nurses, carers, GPs, pharmacists, volunteers and other NHS staff working tirelessly to help those affected by #COVID19: thank you.

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[dclsbaby]

Eric Dier claps for the NHS. ❤️

#ThankYouNHS #heroes

#eric dier #babyyy #thankyouNHS #clapforNHS #them red socks 😂 #he’s so cute #where is he? 👀 #clapforourcarers

[musicinbedford]

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