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Infection control Consent,
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Scene survey, primary survey, calling for help/information needed
CPR and AED
Management of a seizure
Types, recognition and treatment
Bleeds and treatment
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Baltonsborough is a village and civil parish in the Mendip district of Somerset, England. According to the 2011 census the parish had a population of 864. As well as Baltonsborough village, the parish contains the hamlets of Ham Street, Catsham and Southwood.
The parish was part of the hundred of Glaston Twelve Hides. The first clue as to the origins of Baltonsborough lies in the name. The village stands on a slight rise beyond what would have been a sea of water between it and Glastonbury. The highest point, now known as Windmill Hill, would have been the site of the settlement, ringed round with ditches and palisades. One authority gives the possible translation of Baltonsborough as Bealdhas Hill, another as Baldurs Stockade. Legend has it that men of Baltonsborough joined King Arthur in his wars against the Saxons in the 6th century, although the earliest written evidence is from a deed dated 744AD, in which ten hides of land in Baltunesberghe was given to the Abbot of Glastonbury. Other variations of the name include Baltenesbergh (c1250) and Balsborowe (1536), The abbreviated Balsbury appears at intervals in later records, mostly of a more casual nature. In 1989 there was an attempt to adopt this, mostly in order to shorten the length of the village nameplates, a movement which attracted the attention of the national press but very little enthusiasm from the villagers. Baltonsborough is a sprawling village with five small centres, the main part nestling around the Church, an early 15th century perpendicular style building. Ham Street to the east and West Town on the western fringe are slowly being joined to the centre by new housing, whereas Southwood and Catsham to the south remain largely unchanged. The names Northwood and Southwood still exist as evidence of the 800 acres of oak woodland mentioned in Domesday. Although there is still evidence of the medieval strip fields to the north and south of the village centre, there is little or no modern arable farming, the few remaining farms concentrating on dairy farming for which the land is more suitable. The old cider apple orchards are slowly disappearing, accelerated by the closure of the Cider Mill in the 1950s and the unrealistic price offered by modern apple juice and cider factories. Not far from the Church along the Mill Stream is the site of the old tannery, also used later as a cider mill, a waste paper reclamation works and now a modern housing estate. Next door is the old water grist mill, converted to a private house in the late 1960s, and the ancient Gatehouse, a fine 14th century stone built house, named after a family of linen weavers. On Ham Street a commercial business was built on the legendary site of the birthplace of St Dunstan in 909AD, to whom the Church is dedicated, later to become abbot of Glastonbury and archbishop of Canterbury. Other buildings of interest include the Moravian Chapel, minister’s house and school on Ham Street, now all in private ownership; Lubborn House where Messrs Whitehead and Mullins ran a national cheese dealership at the end of the 19th century; and Hillside House (complete with tunnel into the hill) and Orchard Neville House, both substantial houses built by the same builder/architect in the mid 19th century. Ref No. 6
opticians close to Baltonsborough
"MY EYES see FOR YOU; MY HEART BLEEDS THE unquestionable -- MY excitement ENTERS YOUR SOUL unquestionably." ~ Jesus ~ My response: As I contact my Bible I get the feeling someone is looking at me I slope my head to see Who It is You, Jesus my Savior Your eyes look into mine I feel You can see into my soul silently You tell me You adore me Thank You for being friendly to release me even while You look my sins even even if I harm You I setting Your unstoppable throb caused by whatever my sins they're beating You in stomach of me I refuse to shout "Crucify Him!" considering the crowd yet I take God's Will Thank You for taking my place It will not be simple to watch You die Will I have to close my eyes Will me brute there comfort You I hope therefore (Luke 23:21) Now I gaze on the One I have pierced I accept Your blood & water flowing healing my soul I'm sorry I adore You, Lord I reach up venerating Your Cross (John 19:34-37) I stayed Where else would I go I saying Your Heart bleeding blood subsequent to fixed droplets of Gospel I hope I could have healed You then but this is above and higher than a First Aid situation I needed everything Your exaggerated Blood through Your wounds I am healed Thank You for transfusing my heart similar to Your complete, Grace, vivaciousness (1 Peter 2:24) I wish I could Keep You in my arms but I know that is Your mother's role I stand by her side while for moral support and she lets me sustain Your lifeless hand I'm red-handed and it's my fault I wish I could hold it forever or never wash my hand again to prove my love radical devotion But they are going to take You away from me into the chilly tomb 3 days feels later thus long to wait I wish I could hibernate in prayer too in there next you, sadly praying by Your body I just have to wait past trust I put up with You will rise again as soon as You told us After 3 days of insomniac hope I go in the same way as them my eyes look for You The tomb is already contact I hope they had allow me stay I would have been let out they didn't say yes but I believed You You search for my eyes We are reunited no one can accept you away at least not forever You wash my still-red hand :) I know You love me me personally I withhold Your tidy hand I kiss the nail mark Your rays of Divine Mercy now unbloody, unwatery like a touchless embrace of unchanging Mercy considering seeing The Light I trust You, Jesus entirely! Jesus' Answer to me (based upon Colossians 1:24) "BY act out THE ABOVE -- REACHING UP... YOU unlimited ME."