Chapter 19 – My cave of the Apocalypse on Gillott Road Some names have been changed in this chapter for anonymity and confidentiality reasons Towards the end of my nursing course at Dudley Road Hospital, my fellow student Julian had dropped out of the...
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Chapter 19 – My cave of the Apocalypse on Gillott Road Some names have been changed in this chapter for anonymity and confidentiality reasons Towards the end of my nursing course at Dudley Road Hospital, my fellow student Julian had dropped out of the training and decided to go to live on Gotland with a Swedish woman he had met a few years earlier on the kibbutz. Julian had struggled with the exams, not because he wasn’t extremely clever but because of the massive volume of revision required to learn the terminology of anatomy and physiology. For a man who had been out of formal education possibly for decades and whose interests outside of the training were deeply embedded in music, art, esoteric self-searching and intuitive social relationships, Julian was a brightly coloured sea star flipping around in a gravelly lab tank. His parting gesture was to offer me the residency of his now vacant attic flat on Gillott Road. Typical of bedsit land, an absent landlord meant that the tenancy o
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