I'm no Shipman, but a normal GP. The memorial garden in our village has many names I recognise.
There was one of my first patients. She called me to see her in her flat behind a pub. I knew her by reputation. She had been a dancer. She was one of the few people allowed to remain as licensee after her husband died. It said a lot for her popularity, and her capacity to manage people. My father used to visit the pub once a week. It was a good rallying-point for people of a certain age.
She felt generally weak and off colour. I took some blood and sent it off to the hospital. She asked me to call next time …