Oh god, losing the will to live. I write ‘north east london information sharing partnership’ in the vain hope that someone who is responsible for this mysterious and elusive organisation will one day try and find out a bit more and type those words into an internet search engine. They will then find this post.

Which points out that I have spend almost TWO days of my time trying to find out when their next meeting is. This has involved numerous phone calls, contact with three councils and one hospital and several emails. As well as various searches on the internet that have led nowhere.

The prize for incompetence is won hands down by a large London teaching hospital. This took seven phone calls including being twice put through to outpatients, once to clinical coding and once to someone’s voice mail. ‘Sorry’, it said’ ‘you have been timed out’. Eventually I got through to …. a voice mail.

I still don’t know when this meeting is going to take place. I’m beginning to cease to care.

It’s just all so grimly depressing and miserable that after zillions of pounds spent on egovernment and global warming amounts of hot air about ‘efficiencies’ and ‘transformation’ it has proved all but impossible to find the date of a meeting.