Diary of a GP 23: Freecycle Friendships, Jazz, and Missed Connections

After the conference ended, I spent the rest of my weekend visiting old friends and old haunts in Glasgow. I lived in the Southside — vibrant, raw, full of diversity and creativity. Its wide range of cultures express themselves through delicious, unpretentious cafes and restaurants. In parts, the Southside borders on urban decay, but there’sContinue reading “Diary of a GP 23: Freecycle Friendships, Jazz, and Missed Connections”

Diary of a GP 15: No Soap, No Hope

I come in to work and as Carrie the healthcare assistant pops into my room to borrow a thermometer in the morning, I ask for my hand soap to be replaced as I can’t find any in the store cupboard. I receive a blank look. ‘The soap. It needs replacing.’ She rustles away. ‘We canContinue reading “Diary of a GP 15: No Soap, No Hope”