Come friendly bombs fall on Slough

Urged poet John Betjeman during the 1930’s, not out of misguided love for carpet bombing, but rather a dislike of the rapid industrialisation of the once pretty Berkshire town. It soon became a popular English metaphor for blight and urban sprawl.

Ask a kiwi nurse what Slough is, however and they will fill your heads with tales of scraping off wound tissue. And it’s pronounced sluff. So now for Slough read sluff , or slau, as in Braun. How now, brown cow. Er ....that’s enough of the Slough cow stuff..

This yellow fibrous tissue is a part of the normal healing process, but needs to be tended regularly by the nurses as it can become tough. If it is left untreated, things can get rough lest it becomes infected. Currently it is seen three times a week, which seems to be enough at present.
So come friendly nurses, fall on slough.