We had a patient in the ward recently. I won’t say exactly where she came from, but suffice it to […]
I have in my garage, transported from my last office, a spinning top that used to belong to my mum.
Respect for ourselves, respect for one another, seeing those around you as equal to you, listening their opinion. Deference, caring, kindness. This is my religion and political affiliation.
The butcher, is after all several rungs above Tevye as he struggles with the milk-round.
When I was Perhaps 18 I would spend hours in town in Glasgow Between book shops. Borders Waterstones Books etc. […]
Tight, curly, hair. T would gasp episodically When we talked. His rheumy eyes, the after-effects of the ague […]
I can remember His name. Colin lived down the road from me in Glasgow. I think he was […]
Every time my brother Lloyd returned from University, back in the 70’s, My mum would make him an apple pie. […]
We debated yesterday during the ward round, as to whether I should discontinue one of my patient’s medicines. 85, he’s […]
On the basis of not being able to write a full sentence About the homeless people I saw on the […]
It’s odd. When I try to write anything about my past – childhood or later years; It always comes-out […]
There are few things worse than listening to someone talk about their dreams; unless you are a soothsayer, a Pharaoh, […]
Dandelions Coarse grass Uneven flagstone, moss leaching-out Roughcast wall Safety glass and patterned net curtain; chafing the tongue Worms Clayey […]
I am sure I have written about this before, in relation to my thoughts about the whole visiting times situation […]
Of Human Bondage and The Ascent of Man