Some things don’t get to you until they slap you in the face.

I don’t know if it is unusual, I suspect not; I, like every parent, think continuously about my children. I contemplate their feelings, Their situation, Their progress in life, ups and downs. A bond connects us that only a parent can understand. It is good and bad. Good in that it is special, life affirming,Continue reading “Some things don’t get to you until they slap you in the face.”

A stranger in an unusual land. (The Odd Blog comes home)

‘You sound Scottish, how come?’ or, ‘Your family, where they from?’

London, Glasgow and the hospital. (for Sandra)

Working as he does with people who have dementia, is it even worthwhile sending the GP a note – ‘Your patient did not attend the clinic this morning; we will see them routinely in six months.’ Or worse, ‘Your patient did not attend the clinic. We have discharged them.’