We had a party last week. Egyptian theme because Sonia likes dressing up. Her official retirement lunch had been the day before when the community hospital had laid on a terrific spread. Much too much food, presented on rather nice wickerwork trays, even for the huge attendance.
There were 20 or so GPs there, some retired like me — with my camera in one hand and rolled-up Chinese duck in the other. Lots of nurses and auxiliaries and admin staff. Not bad for a Thursday lunchtime. A very special lady, everybody kept saying. Not half, I kept thinking.
It was back in 1976 (we were reminded in one of the speeches) when the health authority decided to experiment with a GP ward, controversially but …