When I had my youngest child 27 years ago, my GP came to visit me at home the day after I was discharged from hospital, he sat in the garden with me drank a cup of coffee and of course checked us both over!
In the 80’s we lived in a northern market town, when we went away we always let the local constabulary know, when they did their patrols they kept an eye on our home.
At this time we always got two mail deliveries, one in the morning and one after lunch.
It seems like another world, what has gone so wrong?
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