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Resisting the propoganda

After 16 hours and a short flight down to Gatwick, we finally took off for our destination, at one o’clock in the morning. As the cabin lights dimmed and the plane left the runway, there was a civilised cheer from the passengers. A last-minute invitation, to join our...

Redefining the hero narrative

  “Show me your teeth!”       It was not a request, but an order.       Standing very close, in front of me, so that I could see his nasal hair, and feel his breath upon my face, this tall, well built, strange man issued his order...

Reviewing the year with Harry Potter

An annual Christmas tradition in our family is watching the Harry Potter films in the week leading up to the big day. It is now seven years since we visited the studios where for three hours I totally lost myself in another world. Transported out of my own reality for...

Recalling genuine kindness

“Do you mind if I sit here?” I looked up and saw a woman in her late 40s carrying a tray of lunch. Yes, I wanted to say. Yes, I do mind. Actually. I chose to sit here, away from everyone else, at the furthest corner of the room, on a table on my own for a reason. “Of...
Remembering Dolly and the nurture of nature.

Remembering Dolly and the nurture of nature.

It is Autumn now and I still really miss her.  Every morning, that leap of joy as I went downstairs to see if she was still with us, and in the warm, soft evenings, talking gently under the tree, her eyes following me, knowingly, wise beyond her years.  She...

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Remarking on the igglepiggle moments

Remarking on the igglepiggle moments

Eight years ago I wrote about the ‘Igglepiggle moments’ of my clinical practice. The quick fixes in paediatric ED that punctuate my week and lighten the load, reminding me why I love my job, grounding me in what really matters. I was reminded again this week of my...

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Redefine professionalism at your peril

Redefine professionalism at your peril

“If I want to get plastered on a Saturday night, and fight on my High Street,” a surgeon told me about 12 years ago, “ I can.”  At that time I took issue with his view, my lofty beliefs then suggesting that professionalism was something we were, part of our...

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Retreating from the world.

Retreating from the world.

I can't leave the garden this evening.  It's not a large garden – the size of some people’s kitchens, where they cook in front of friends and serve “supper” at the table, a happy, chaotic mess, wine bottles strewn around, pans in the sink, kids paintings on the...

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Really, really want

Really, really want

In the words of the 1990s pop song, what do we want? What do we really, really want?  From life? From work? From each other?  Many people have asked this question over the centuries and most of the time the answers are a variation on the same theme. As human...

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Realigning our priorities

Realigning our priorities

Five people, strangers, met one sunny Friday in early September. They had not met previously, but had come together with one sole purpose in mind – to create. Standing around in an airy workshop, stuffed to the rafters with material, tools, objects and knick knacks,...

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Re entering the wonderful world of work.

Re entering the wonderful world of work.

For the first time in six months, I felt I had a place in the world again.  Six long months of uncertainty, of worry, or wondering if I would ever be needed in the ways that I was previously pre Covid. Not that we are post Covid at the moment, but we are...

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Re-humanising at every encounter

Re-humanising at every encounter

“I’m not as scary as I look," he said, this  young, wide eyed man standing in front of me.  "I have been inside, for four years but it was for beating up my step dad, who beat up my step mum. I wouldn’t hurt anyone else. I’ve done my time and now I just...

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Rejoicing in our history

Rejoicing in our history

My little girl was leaving her school that day to start at a new one after the half term break, so when a stranger appeared with her when she came out at the end of the day, I was a little surprised. Who was this woman and why was she accompanying my daughter off the...

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